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

The Taoist nun from Dreamland shared her experience in Foundation Establishment. While her explanation wasn't exactly eloquent, it was well-organized and progressed from simple to complex.

This lecture lasted for fifteen minutes.

After he finished speaking, everyone expressed their gratitude.

The Taoist nun smiled and said, "We are all friends. Although I don't have a deep relationship with some of you, today is still a good day to make connections."

"If I ever encounter trouble in the future and need your help, I don't expect you to go to great lengths for me, I only ask that you cheer me on and support me."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

We are all orthodox cultivators. Although our foundation is not high and our magical power is not perfect, we all know that having more friends means having more paths to take.

Moreover, the ethereal Daoist nun before them had become a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

They would be happy to help as long as the other party didn't send them to their deaths.

At this moment, the Taoist nun continued, "Next, I will repeat it in Taoist language."

"As for how much you can grasp, that depends on your own abilities!"

As she spoke, she opened her mouth.

The Taoist language was profound and mysterious, and everyone listened attentively.

As for how much meaning can be deciphered in the end, that depends on the number of Taoist scriptures one has mastered.

Wang Quan possesses the "First-Rank Daoist Seal" and has mastered over ten thousand volumes of Daoist scriptures, allowing him to easily analyze all foundation-building experiences.

The explanation of the Taoist language ended in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Finally, the Dreamy Daoist nun spoke: "Everyone, go back and think it over; individuals and families willing to come with me to open the lower temple, please come here tomorrow after gathering the purple energy."

"Everyone, disperse!"

Everyone got up to say goodbye.

Wang Quan gathered around Qian Xiuyue and the Daoist nun, hoping to find out about the cultivators who bought the [Misty Mist] that morning.

As a result, the dreamlike Taoist nun spoke up: "Sprinkle flowers, you can stay here first."

Qian Xiuyue blinked and gave him a colloquial response: "Sleep with her!"

Royal power...

The emcee, a Taoist nun, pulled Qian Xiuyue away, fearing that she might say something inappropriate.

After the two left, they both instinctively pulled on a door and closed it for them.

Click!

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The door closed.

Wang Quan looked at the Dreamy Daoist: "Fellow Daoist Dreamy, what brings you here?"

The dreamlike Taoist nun smiled and said, "Wang Quan, I have reached the Foundation Establishment stage."

"Um!"

"My [Nine Yin Sun Devouring] technique has reached its limit!"

"Um!"

"Open your mouth, I will help you purify your mind and reduce your desires!"

"oh!"

With the next breath, the dreamlike Taoist nun hugged his head and inhaled deeply.

One breath...

The dreamlike Taoist nun took a deep breath of cool air.

Five breaths...

Wang Quan muttered, "You've sucked all the air out of my lungs!"

Ten breaths...

The dreamlike Taoist nun pushed him away, looking utterly dejected, and said, "How did I fail again?"

"Wang Quan...are you a stone man?"

Wang Quan asked blankly, "What is a stone man?"

"Hmm...like the Stone Maiden, unable to release either yang or yin energy." The Dreamy Daoist sighed, "With such talent, why not pursue a pure yang path!"

"The flesh and blood of Pure Yang cultivators are the most valuable; if I ever fall on hard times and beg for your help, you only need to give me a bowl of blood, and I will be able to rise again."

Wang Quan sighed, "Fellow Daoist Fantasy, let's not talk about selling blood, it's not auspicious."

The Taoist nun nodded: "Okay!"

"Let's talk about opening a lower temple; would you like to come with me?"

"Going there is dangerous, but as long as we survive, we will surely soar to great heights in the future."

Wang Quan shook his head: "I'll stay!"

His Yin spirit is about to transform into a Yang spirit, his [sexual cultivation] power is maxed out, and he is also blessed by a second-level world, transforming into a foundation-building spiritual light.

If he wants to establish his foundation, he can do so once his Yang Spirit has transformed.

Although a ray of spiritual light can only forge the most ordinary foundation of Dao, it is still better than the future depicted by the dreamlike Daoist nun.

So he still refused.

The dreamlike Taoist nun said dejectedly, "Fine, if you don't want to, then forget it!"

"Our previous collaborations were quite successful!"

Wang Quan smiled and said, "We can cooperate in the future!"

The Daoist nun shook her head: "Once I leave, I'm afraid I'll never come back!"

Wang Quan was taken aback: "Is there any danger to his life?"

The Daoist nun shook her head: "Because it's a very long journey!"

Wang Quan laughed heartily: "How far can it be? We cultivate the art of escape, and as long as our magical power is sufficient, we can traverse tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of miles in a single day."

"How far can it be?"

The Daoist nun shook her head blankly: "They said it's very far; so far that I'll never be able to come back in this lifetime!"

Wang Quan was taken aback: "You don't know the exact location?"

The Daoist nun shook her head: "I'm just an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator, all I know is to obey orders."

Wang Quan was silent for a moment: "I will see you off on the day you leave."

"If you need anything, feel free to contact me anytime; no matter how far away, I'll come to you."

He remembered that when the dream introduced him to a master of ceremonies, he eventually got through the initial difficulties by hosting weddings and funerals.

The other party helped him in the first place, perhaps because they needed a paper-cutting practitioner like him, or perhaps out of kindness.

In short, the other party helped him back then.

They also tried to drain his yang energy to make him detach himself from worldly desires.

For all of this, he had to repay the favor.

"Mm!" Dream nodded.

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On the hill covered with misty grass, Wang Quan looked at the hardworking spirits and suddenly felt: These spirits probably don't have much to worry about!

Because he had seen many spirits in the market. After their kind or family members died, they would carry the corpses and sell them to barbecue stalls, hotels, and even shops that specialized in handling corpses.

They... probably don't understand the sorrow of parting!

"Master, master, master!"

The soft calls brought Wang Quan back to his senses.

He saw a rabbit spirit staring at him with bright red eyes, trying to please him.

"What's wrong?"

The rabbit spirit chuckled awkwardly, "Master, could I bring my family along too?"

"But don't worry, sir, you don't need to pay them wages. Just let them live with me."

"Moreover, they would also do chores for the master for free."

Wang Quan raised an eyebrow: "Why?"

The rabbit spirit hesitated for a moment before saying, "The bee spirits just said that something happened in the market."

"Many medicine shops, meat and blood shops, and grain stores have started to buy up the corpses of spirits on a large scale."

"They even want the corpses of martial artists."

"Many cultivators went to various mountains to search for spirits and monsters, saying they wanted to make them into dried meat for storage."

"Our rabbits are so plump, they'll definitely be made into jerky."

"I don't want them to be turned into jerky; if they all become jerky, what's the point of me making money?"

The king remained silent.

He speculated that this might be related to establishing a branch temple in a distant place.

After all, one needs to prepare food for a long journey.

Although the flesh and blood of spirits are not as nourishing as spiritual medicines and fruits, they are still more nutritious than ordinary grains.

Many new-style cultivators and spirits would purchase dried spirit meat when they went out or went into seclusion for cultivation.

With so many cultivators going to open up lower temples, the demand for dried meat is bound to surge.

Thinking of this, Wang Quan looked at the black and white bear, the groundhog, the old yellow ox, and other spirits.

These spirits and monsters can also be made into dried meat.

"Call them all over here!"

"Ugh!"

Soon, dozens of spirits gathered before Wang Quan. They were uneasy, thinking that they hadn't done their job well and that the master was going to scold them.

At this moment, Wang Quan spoke up: "If you are also worried about your family members, you can bring them along."

"After they came here, they had to work for me for an hour every day, but they didn't get paid. I only provided them with food and lodging."

Upon hearing this, the many spirits cheered, "Master is merciful!"

Wang Quan's mouth twitched:

Is this what you call kindness?