Chronicles of Ascension: The Path to Immortality

"Yes, yes," Zhang Xuan nodded, "There are many people engaged in the cultivation of spiritual medicine, spiritual fruit, and spiritual lotus at present. They have to pay wages every month, and the income can only be seen after decades. It is already precious that Uncle Sanqian can maintain the temple street like this."

"I dare not not do my best in the things that the temple master has entrusted me with."

"Uncle Sanqian, this is half a foundation-building pill, you take it first."

"Temple master..." Zhang Sanqian was terrified. He knew that this foundation-building pill was precious. Even the direct descendants of the old and strong branches of each clan might not be able to get it, but the temple master actually gave it to him directly.

"Sandou also entered the late stage of Qi Refining in the Xianmao Cave Secret Realm Shelter some time ago. In addition, you have Erdou. There are three people in the late stage of Qi Refining in your family. You can divide this half of the foundation-building pill."

"Thank you, temple master..." Zhang Sanqian bowed excitedly.

"By the way, how is the harvest in the Xianmao Cave Secret Realm?" Zhang Xuan asked suddenly.

The cave that Miaojie was assigned to in the Xianmao Cave Secret Shelter is the largest. There is also a spiritual lake in the cave that is larger than the original Jiuding Lake. Although the spiritual veins in it have not been fully formed, the spiritual energy is rich, and there are many spiritual fish and shrimps in the spiritual lake.

"Sandou has been leading people to explore the cave, picking a lot of spiritual medicines and hunting a lot of low-level monsters. As for the spiritual fish and shrimps in the spiritual lake of the cave, they have not been moved yet. I want to keep them as reserve cultivation resources in the future."

"There is no need to keep them. Since tens of thousands of cultivators from Luoxingyuan moved to the island in the middle of the lake, the cultivation resources of the entire Xianmao Valley are currently tight. Let Sandou and others catch the spiritual fish and shrimps in the spiritual lake and sell them. Some of them will be sold in the Lingchao Lake Market in Xianmao Valley, some will be sold on the island in the middle of the lake, and some will be sold in the Shuangsheng Shelter."

"Okay, in this way, our Miaojie will have an income of more than 100,000 spiritual stones every month." Zhang Sanqian said happily.

Since the Lingchao Lake was occupied by the third-level spiritual clam, the spiritual fish and shrimps in it have been protected by it.

The monks of Fairy Cat Valley also gave up the idea of ​​fishing and catching shrimps in the Spirit Nest Lake.

The monsters in the Black Forest were eaten by locusts, and they could not catch spiritual fish and spiritual shrimps in the Spirit Nest Lake.

Since the locusts besieged Fairy Cat Valley, many monks have not seen meat.

Locusts are shriveled, and their flesh and blood are extremely difficult to digest, which is far inferior to monster meat.

Monster meat is expensive in the market, and it has risen from a few kilograms of one spiritual stone to a few spiritual stones for one kilogram of monster meat.

Now, there is such a large cave spiritual lake in the Fairy Cat Cave Secret Realm, with countless spiritual fish and spiritual shrimps.

If they are caught freely, it will definitely bring a lot of income to Temple Street.

After Zhang Sanqian left, Zhang Xuan teleported to the third-level thorn shelter in the Fairy Cat Cave Secret Realm again.

Now, the lightning wood and lightning stone have all been used up, and he needs to replenish a batch of cultivation resources.

The 7 golden thunder bamboos in Zhang Xuan's meditation space have matured.

He directly cut down the seven golden thunder bamboos, leaving the rhizomes to continue growing.

He hung the main stems of the golden thunder bamboo outside the third-level thorn shelter to welcome the baptism of golden thunder again and again.

The ancient sunken gold was tempered into thunder stone in the golden thunder. After he absorbed all the thunder attribute spiritual power, the thunder stone became waste slag.

During this period, he consumed hundreds of thousands of pounds of ancient sunken gold to temper thunder stone.

Fortunately, he still had a lot of ancient sunken gold in stock, so there was no thunder stone crisis for the time being.

However, these ancient sunken golds were used up a little bit.

Unlike golden thunder bamboo, which can be harvested every few months.

"In the future, when tempering thunder attribute spiritual objects, it is better to use golden thunder bamboo first. The thunder attribute spiritual power is rich and renewable. I don't want to risk my life to mine again." Zhang Xuan said in his heart.

Return to Fairy Cat Valley.

Zhang Xuan found Fan Zhiyi again.

"Brother Fan, I remember that your Seven Star Fork seemed to be broken into two pieces in the last war. I wonder if it can be repaired."

"I have found the second-level weapon refiner Qiu Lao Da and asked him to help me forge it again."

"Does Qiu Lao Da have this skill?" Zhang Xuan was surprised.

Although Qiu Lao Da is a foundation-building master, he was born as a miner after all. I didn't expect that he could forge spiritual weapons.

"Yes, it is precisely because of his unique skill of forging weapons that the miners are now living a richer life than the monks in Xingyi City."

"Can Qiu Lao Da forge the Seven Star Fork?"

"It shouldn't be a big problem."

Zhang Xuan was also happy to hear this.

Originally, he planned to pay a sum of spiritual stones and forge a spiritual weapon for Fan Zhiyi through the treasure map of the soldier tree.

Now that it can be repaired, it will save a lot of trouble.

However, Zhang Xuan still said, "Brother Fan broke the spiritual weapon to save my Miaojie monks. The cost of repairing the Seven Star Fork this time will be borne by my Miaojie."

"Thank you, Ten Clan Elders." Although Fan Zhiyi is a Jindan monk, he has no skills and does not have many spiritual stones.

This time, he asked Boss Qiu to repair the spiritual weapon. He originally planned to pay on credit first, with an interest of 10% per month.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xuan is willing to pay for him now, which is the best.

"It just so happens that my Thousand Scale Armor is damaged and needs to be repaired. Why don't we go to Boss Qiu to take a look together." Zhang Xuan said.

"Okay."

The two soon came to Neiji Lingchao Lake Market.

In the Lingchao Lake Market, there is a tower more than ten feet high, with carved dragons and painted buildings, which is really magnificent.

At the top, the three words "Bai Ren Pavilion" are written.

"Boss Qiu actually rented such a large shop?" Zhang Xuan was surprised.

"He bought it. I heard that he used ancient gold to refine a spiritual sword some time ago and exchanged dozens of shops from the clan elder Qiangzhi. He directly opened up these shops and opened this Bairen Pavilion."

The business of Bairen Pavilion is really good, and there are endless monks coming and going.

A second-level weapon forger who can refine spiritual weapons is a guest of honor in Qingyun Sect, not to mention the affiliated forces such as Xianmao Valley.

In fact, up to now, in nearly a year, Boss Qiu has only made one spiritual weapon.

However, it is precisely with this spiritual weapon that he has opened up his reputation.

When monks buy magic weapons, they will also choose Bairen Pavilion first.

Those miners who were originally prisoners are now making a lot of money and their pockets are bulging.

The two restrained their breath and walked into Bairen Pavilion.

The middle part of Bairen Pavilion is suspended in the air, reaching the sky.

Visitors all walk up the spiral stairs at the edge of Bairen Pavilion.

In the middle of the Bairen Pavilion, there are various types of magic weapons and swords.

Some of these swords are small and exquisite, only a few feet long.

Some are majestic and domineering, more than one person tall.

Some are shining with golden spiritual light.

Some are as transparent as ice.

It's dazzling.

"This Boss Qiu is really good at publicity." Zhang Xuan couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Go up to the top floor of Bairen Pavilion.

"I'm looking for Boss Qiu." Fan Zhiyi said directly to a mustache clerk.

"Master Fan... wait a moment." The mustache obviously knew Fan Zhiyi and ran upstairs.