Chronicles of Ascension: The Path to Immortality

Zhang Xuan was so happy at this time that he didn't care about the ugly title of "Temple Master".

When everyone saw Zhang Sanqian calling Zhang Xuan the Temple Master, they also called him the Temple Master.

Arrived at the spiritual field.

Zhang Xuan saw that the first-level medium-grade spiritual grains were growing vigorously.

"When these spiritual grains mature, everyone will not have to worry about cultivation resources and spiritual stones." Zhang Xuan said happily.

These spiritual grains can yield 5,000 kilograms in a year, worth 2,500 spiritual stones, which can solve the current urgent needs of Temple Street.

"First-level medium-grade spiritual fields cannot use first-level monster manure, and second-level monster manure is not willing to be used. Everyone gathered together and spent 200 spiritual stones to buy a batch of slag for fertilizer." The old grandfather said.

"Two hundred spiritual stones? It's not easy for Temple Street to gather so many spiritual stones."

"Now everyone in Temple Street has hope, and one by one they have taken out all their family assets." The old grandfather said with a smile.

"Grandpa, please remember who contributed how much spiritual stones and how much work they did. We will distribute the harvest according to the contribution."

"Master, don't worry, everything is done well."

At this time, Zhang Dazui said with a sad face:

"Master, there are too many people in Temple Street, and we can't arrange them at all. Grandpa only needs about 10 people to refine spiritual feces, and Uncle Dajin needs more people to plant spiritual grains and spiritual medicines, but no more than 50 people. Less than 100% of the residents in Temple Street have been resettled."

"It doesn't matter. We have rented another 25 mu of spiritual fields, and we probably need more than 200 people there."

When everyone heard that Zhang Xuan had successfully rented 25 mu of spiritual fields, they were so happy.

Zhang Dazui finally smiled: "That's great. Now we can resettle 300 people, which can probably ensure that every family in Temple Street has a job."

"Not 300 people, but 400 people." Zhang Xuan said.

"400 people? What are the other 100 doing?" Zhang Dazui was a little confused.

"Is Dawu here?" Zhang Xuan looked up.

"Yes, yes..." Zhang Dawu squeezed out from the crowd.

"Last time I arranged for you to form a dung-collecting team, how are the people coming?"

"Almost 40 to 50 people." Zhang Dawu said.

"Too few people, recruit 100 people for me, and give me preferential treatment."

Upon hearing Zhang Xuan say "preferential treatment", Zhang Dawu patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I guarantee it will be formed."

Everyone used to look down on the dung-collecting team, thinking that since they couldn't grow a first-level low-grade spiritual field, the dung-collecting team had no place to use.

Now that the temple owner said "preferential treatment", they also had their own ideas.

"It seems that the temple owner has formed a dung-collecting team for a great purpose!"

"Go and sign up for the dung-collecting team later."

...

Zhang Xuan certainly has his own purpose in forming a dung-collecting team.

He wants to lead the dung-collecting team to break through the barrier of Hei Ze again.

First, he wanted to obtain more wild beast bones.

These wild beast bloodlines are hard to find now, but there must have been many countless years ago.

The first thunder pattern bone he accidentally obtained, as well as the thunder pattern bone obtained from Baipin Pavilion, were all transformed from the beasts in the Black Marsh.

In order to obtain more thunder pattern bones and control more monster puppets in his Shangyu Dharma Image, he needs to enter the Black Marsh to find thunder pattern bones.

The meditation space in the Kaixianzhi Medicine Image also needs more spiritual feces.

The 300 feces stones he left in the meditation space were basically all absorbed by the third-level feces stones in a month.

Fortunately, with the third-level feces stones, the growth of the spiritual medicine in the meditation space was not delayed.

The black mud in the Black Marsh has a lower fertilization effect than the spiritual feces of the second-level monster, but higher than slag.

If it can be used to be absorbed by the third-level feces stones, then there will be no worries about fertilizing the spiritual medicines planted in his meditation space.

"Master, next, let's go and take a look at the spiritual medicine field." Zhang Dajin said with a smile.

The spiritual medicine field is his masterpiece.

In order to cultivate these 100 spiritual seedlings, Zhang Dajin has been working day and night for the past month.

Zhang Xuan saw that the spiritual medicine field was surrounded by a set of low-level defensive magic arrays.

Zhang Dajin opened the magic array.

Immediately, a strong medicinal fragrance drifted over from inside.

Rainbow flowers, Jinyuan grass, Buyuanzhi, Banxian grass, Hanxu leaves, etc., all grew vigorously.

"Master, this is the first time we have seen this spiritual medicine field planted by our temple street." One person said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, Uncle Dajin usually watches it very strictly. Except for the old grandfather who comes to fertilize, outsiders can't even think of taking a look."

"We can only feast our eyes this time because of the master's light!"

Seeing so many spiritual medicines full of vitality, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but smile and nod.

He is one step closer to his plan.

He now has a meditation space.

There are many spiritual medicines in it.

However, he can't sell them openly.

Once people find out that he has a meditation space, I'm afraid the Zhang clan elders will treat him as a tool for growing medicine.

If the spiritual medicine in the meditation space is mixed with the spiritual medicines in the temple street and sold, the origin can be explained clearly, which will be much safer.

"Grandpa, Uncle Jin, you have done a good job. You must take good care of these spiritual medicines!" Zhang Xuan instructed again.

"Yes, temple master." The two said firmly.

"Da Wu." Zhang Xuan turned his head and shouted to the crowd.

"Here." Zhang Da Wu pushed through the crowd and stood out.

"Come back to me after you have recruited 100 people." Zhang Xuan said.

"Master, we have recruited all the people." Zhang Dawu said with joy.

Just at that moment, many neighbors took the opportunity to run to Zhang Dawu to sign up.

The dung picking team broke through 100 people in a flash.

"Okay, the dung picking team members stay, and the others can go away. Let's discuss the next plan. As long as we complete this adventure, I guarantee that the spiritual stones harvested by each member of the dung picking team will definitely exceed the annual income."