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

"The clouds are protecting the Yang God's cultivation technique!" Wang Quan casually remarked.

The round-faced Taoist nun chuckled, "You rascal, you don't even want to waste a single moment!"

"Come on, ride my cloud!"

She waved her hand towards the sky: "Yunlai!"

Not long after, a white cloud, trailing a long plume of smoke, flew down from a large cloud formation and landed beside the two.

The two stepped onto the clouds, and the round-faced Taoist nun patted her treasure pouch, from which flew out a tea table, tea, incense burner, and other items.

Wang Quan's heart stirred, and a paper maid flew out of the box, brewing tea and pouring water beside him.

"Junior brother, they are the leaders of the team that forges the [Iron Chain Fiend]. The forging will begin as soon as you speak."

Wang Quan nodded to the cultivators: "Then, let's begin!"

He knew how an individual could craft the [Iron Chains], but he had never seen how a team could craft it.

At this moment, the round-faced Taoist nun controlled the clouds to rise into the sky, eventually drifting over the Nujiang River, which stretches for eight hundred miles.

At the mountaintop, a cultivator took a cannon-like magical artifact from his treasure pouch, placed it on the ground, lit sandalwood incense, bowed three times, and finally exhaled a breath of magical power onto it.

boom!

With the roar of cannons, a hundred-foot-long fire dragon shot into the sky, exploding with a deafening roar at its highest point.

Immediately afterwards, the other cultivators rubbed their hands together, and bolts of lightning and fire shot into the sky, exploding and turning into fireworks all over the sky.

Wang Quan sipped his tea and smiled, "It's quite lively!"

The round-faced Taoist nun had a strange expression: "This didn't happen before; it's just that a few years ago, the master of ceremonies tricked them, saying that refining evil spirits was also a big project, and that when the refining began, the scene should be made lively so that the employer would be happy and it could also influence the luck in the dark to ensure the quality and efficiency of the refining."

"Then, these teams that practiced demonic cultivation started causing trouble!"

"Everything was going very well, but then the emcee left, and they started messing around on their own."

"This scene is far less grand than the one the emcee used to be."

The king remained silent.

In previous years, he was trying to reach the Yang God realm, and afterwards he rarely participated in weddings or funerals, so naturally he didn't know about such things.

After a series of thunderous explosions, Wang Quan heard a desolate horn sound.

Then he saw the cascading waterfall suddenly shake and burst open.

A huge steel machine emerged from near the top of the mountain.

The waterfall crashes against the steel machinery, creating a burst of water spray.

Numerous spirits and monsters climbed onto this machine.

Bull spirits, bear spirits, ant spirits, tiger spirits, and others shouted slogans as they pushed the enormous winch.

As the winch rotates, a chain more than ten feet thick taut emerges from the waterfall.

One end of the chain is connected to a mechanical winch, and the other end plunges into the Nu River.

As the winch turned, the river water surged, and an even longer chain emerged from the river.

call out!

call out!

One after another, monsters and spirits jumped off the cliff.

They carried baskets on their backs, running along the chains and striking something resembling rust on them.

Once they had collected enough for one basket, they would venture into the mountain cliffs.

Click!

Holes opened up in the cliff, and spirits emerged carrying baskets, exchanging places with them.

at this time:

The waterfall at the top of the mountain flowed completely into the mountain's belly, and soon after, streams of water gushed out from some holes in the cliff face.

The water was crimson red, spraying wildly towards the Nu River.

Clouds appeared beside the crimson water column.

Above, spirits and human cultivators cast various spells to harvest the crimson fruit.

As they harvested, the crimson water column turned white.

These spirits and human cultivators put the crimson fruit they had picked into gourds.

There were spirits such as eagles and crows who grabbed gourds and poured them into a specific area of ​​water by the river.

Many monks rode in small boats circling along the riverbank. When they saw the gourd fall, they chanted incantations, waved banners, and lit sandalwood incense to worship it.

On a small boat, countless boxes were opened.

call out!

call out!

One after another, lungs flew out of the box.

The lungs spew out streams of air, stirring the river water.

The river water soared into the air, and under the sweeping airflow from the lungs, it transformed into a giant water cauldron.

The gourd was opened, and a crimson stream of air flowed down into it, instantly turning the cauldron red.

The lungs swelled, spewing out even more air currents that swept through the river and washed over the cauldron.

Then, boxes were opened on the small boats, and more than 100,000 pairs of kidneys flew out.

These kidneys, with their drooping threads connecting to the red cauldron, are purified into a crimson hue along with the river water sweeping through the lungs.

Whoosh!

The enormous chain emerged completely from the river surface, and numerous water spirits, along with other spirits, gathered rust.

These spirits gathered the materials incredibly quickly, finishing in just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Whoosh!

The chains dangled and were submerged in the river water.

Immediately afterwards, on the neighboring mountain, a winch turned, and a new chain appeared, thus repeating the previous steps.

After observing and deducing the process twice, Wang Quan suddenly realized, "This refining method is the same as the one used in the Six Thousand Daoist Scriptures."

"The other party expanded the scale and made some slight improvements."

The round-faced Taoist nun nodded: "That's right. This version of the evil-refining method has moderate efficiency and moderate losses, but the evil energy produced is at least of superior quality."

"If I'm lucky, I might be able to refine a top-grade evil energy."

As they spoke, a red ribbon flew out from the furnace of the river water; large fish leaped into the air, bit the ribbon, and swam towards the bottom of the river.

"These ribbons represent the lowest level of malevolent energy."

"They will drag these malevolent energies and polish them repeatedly on the iron pillars at the bottom of the river."

"Once it's polished into a thread-like state, it will be wrapped and woven together."

"With the current manpower, we can refine this [Iron Chain Evil] within a year."

"Moreover, the minimum guarantee is top-grade evil energy."

The round-faced Taoist nun explained in detail, and Wang Quan pondered, "What if we shorten the time?"

"You need to pay more!"

Wang Quan pondered for a moment: "The most time-consuming part of this refining process is actually the tempering of the evil energy."

The malevolent energy emanating from the furnace was over ten feet long and three or four feet wide.

Then, with the help of iron pillars at the bottom of the river, it takes almost a year to polish it into a single thread.

Wang Quan pondered various spells, searching for a way to speed things up.

Unfortunately, he was busy transforming into a Yang God in recent years; after transforming into a Yang God, he became obsessed with purging evil and didn't learn much magic afterwards.

Of the 108,000 spells available, he has only mastered over 30,000.

Of these 30,000-plus spells, not a single one could accelerate the tempering of malevolent energy.

It seems too late to find a way to accelerate the refinement of evil energy from the remaining 70,000-plus spells.

and:

There may not even be such a spell.

Otherwise, teams that have always focused on refining evil spirits would have used it long ago.

"Let's leave it at that for now!"

"If I give you twelve streams of magical power a day, how much malevolent energy can you cultivate simultaneously?"

The round-faced Taoist nun smiled and said, "If things are stable, and if you don't mess around recklessly, you can cultivate seventy-two kinds of evil energy at the same time."

"One year later, you will be able to gather seventy-two streams of malevolent energy."

Wang Quan nodded: "Okay, I'll tell you about the types of malevolent energy, and you can make the arrangements as soon as possible!"

"Um!"

Just as Wang Quan was explaining the types of evil energy, the small boat that controlled the kidneys and lungs to refine evil energy suddenly shook, and the river water surged violently.

One by one, fish spirits, dragging red ribbons, escaped from the bottom of the river and darted around on the surface.

Wang Quan's expression changed slightly: "What's going on?"

The round-faced Taoist nun contacted the person practicing demonic cultivation, then her expression turned strange:

"A group of cultivators using new cultivation methods came to this area to collect black sand."

"Then a conflict arose with the fish spirit that was refining evil."

"These guys usually collect agarwood in the central area of ​​the Nu River, why are they suddenly coming to the riverbank?"