Chronicles of Ascension: The Path to Immortality

The new 50 mu of spiritual fields and the 10 mu of land beside Jiuding Lake are all covered with newly planted spiritual medicines.

Most of these spiritual medicines are cultivated from seeds of spiritual seedlings obtained from the secret realm of Xianmao Cave, which are very rare.

In order to prevent others from spying on the spiritual medicine fields, he also bought two sets of concealing magic arrays and two sets of defensive magic arrays, and told the monks in the temple street who planted the spiritual fields to keep the secrets strictly and not to disclose the number and types of spiritual medicines planted.

Now the temple owner has great prestige, and everyone will obey his orders.

Of course, this is just planting seeds. Later, it is necessary to regularly water, fertilize, prevent insects and repair. Zhang Xuan also let go of these trivial matters and handed them over to Zhang Dajin and the old grandfather.

After doing all this, Zhang Xuan finally felt relieved.

"It's time to go to Neiji to see the clan leader."

Zhang Xuan rode a bloodthirsty bat to Neiji.

When he saw the clan leader, Zhang Xuan actually felt a gloomy feeling at this time.

This feeling is mainly because he knew that the clan leader abolished Zhang Jianqiu's cultivation and expelled Qiang Zhi after he came to power.

"Tenth clan elder, what are you doing here?" Zhang Yuhuai asked calmly.

"The spiritual weapon entrusted by the clan leader has been successfully refined."

"Oh? So fast, thank you tenth clan elder."

Zhang Xuan took out a jade box directly.

Zhang Yuhuai stared at the palm-sized jade box and asked puzzledly: "Is this the spiritual weapon that the tenth clan elder refined for me?"

"Exactly."

"I remember that I gave the tenth clan elder about 180 kinds of materials, which were piled up to the size of a room. I didn't expect the tenth clan elder to refine such a small spiritual weapon." Zhang Yuhuai wanted to tease him, but he didn't really blame him.

However, Zhang Xuan felt like a thorn in his back after hearing this.

Zhang Yuhuai opened the jade box, and there were 180 white chess pieces inside.

"This is..." Zhang Yuhuai was shocked.

"Patriarch, please use it first to see if it suits you."

Zhang Yuhuai took out a few chess pieces, each weighing dozens of pounds, with complicated military patterns engraved on them.

"You actually tempered those 180 pieces of second-level spiritual materials into 180 chess pieces?"

"Yes."

"The ten elders are really good at it. I was judging you by my own standards."

"I wonder if this spiritual weapon suits the patriarch's taste?"

"Each of these 180 chess pieces has different attributes, and the chess patterns are connected and varied. I'm afraid that even the top-grade spiritual weapons are inferior to them!" Zhang Yuhuai exclaimed.

"As long as it suits the patriarch's taste."

"I didn't expect that my Zhang family could produce a weapon-casting genius like you. Even the weapon-casting master of Qingyun Sect doesn't have such amazing skills!"

"Patriarch, you are too kind. It's really unworthy of such a reputation."

Zhang Yuhuai looked at these white chess pieces, and became more and more excited, and even his fingers trembled slightly.

"I owe the ten elders a favor." Zhang Yuhuai said solemnly.

"As long as the clan leader likes it."

"I'm afraid the second clan elder has already told you the origin of Zhang Jianqiu, right?" Zhang Yuhuai is old and experienced, so he naturally noticed Zhang Xuan's emotional changes.

"He is the only cultivator who came out of the ancient witch ruins alive."

"Yes, yes..." Zhang Yuhuai nodded slightly, "You are the pride of our clan. This trip can only succeed, not fail. I will go and invite him out of the mountain."

"The clan leader personally invites Zhang Jianqiu?!" Zhang Xuan was shocked.

"Besides me, who else in the entire Fairy Cat Valley can invite him?"

"Will Zhang Jianqiu agree to enter the ancient witch secret realm with me?"

"I don't know, but it is necessary to pay a price." Zhang Yuhuai said in a deep voice.

Zhang Yuhuai took Zhang Xuan flying on the sword, and soon left the inner ring and came to Jiuhu Bridge.

This is the place where casual cultivators should work.

"Zhang Jianqiu is in such a place?" Zhang Xuan was puzzled.

Zhang Yuhuai nodded slightly and said, "Yes, since he lost his ancestral property in gambling, he has been hanging around the Jiuhu Bridge all year round, doing odd jobs to earn some cultivation resources."

"Hasn't he been abandoned? What does he need those cultivation resources for?"

"Maybe he is unwilling to do so. He has been holding on to the spiritual energy of the sea of ​​breath to ensure that the sea of ​​breath does not dissipate and maintain the cultivation of the first level of Qi Refining. However, his Dantian is broken and he has no hope for the Tao for life."

"Oh..."

"Do you think I am cold-blooded?"

"Patriarch..." Zhang Xuan wanted to defend the patriarch, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Know me, blame me, the descendants of the Zhang family will judge." Zhang Yuhuai said slowly.

The entire Zhangjiaji has just experienced a beast tide.

The cultivators did not suffer any losses.

However, the outer ring was severely damaged, many houses collapsed, and the roads were broken.

Even the Jiuhu Bridge was broken.

However, there are still many casual cultivators gathered by the broken Jiuhu Bridge, looking for work.

"Spiritual farmers, 5 spiritual stones a year, until full." One person shouted.

A group of casual cultivators rushed over.

Zhang Xuan remembered that the price of spiritual farmers at Jiuhu Bridge was only 2 spiritual stones a year.

Now that a new spiritual vein has been discovered in Zhangjiaji, more than 10,000 acres of spiritual fields have been added, and the price of spiritual farmers has naturally risen.

However, not all jobs have increased in price.

For example, the hunting team basically no longer recruits workers.

Xianmao Valley has just experienced a beast tide, and tens of thousands of monster corpses have been harvested, with a large amount of inventory.

Moreover, there are fewer monsters around Xianmao Valley.

The hunting team, which has always been unable to recruit enough people, has stopped recruiting workers for the first time this time.

Zhang Xuan saw an old man from afar, wearing ragged clothes, carrying a worn-out low-grade magic weapon and a wine gourd.

The old man put his hands in his pockets and looked around for jobs.

"Do you want to be a spiritual farmer? 5 spiritual stones a year." The recruiter shouted at the old man.

The old man smiled awkwardly and said, "You have never planted a spiritual field, what can you do?"

"What? You haven't even planted a spiritual field? No, no!" The man waved his hand at the old man.

Zhang Xuan saw that the old man was getting more and more friendly, and suddenly remembered.

"Old Oily Head!"

Zhang Xuan called out the old man's nickname.

At that time, everyone formed a team to enter the Black Domain Forest to hunt sea ape beasts. All the team members died, and only two survived.

The old oily head turned around and saw Zhang Xuan, his face lit up and said, "Little Taoist friend, it's you, it's been a long time since we last met."

"I still remember the first time I hunted a monster, thanks to your sword, otherwise our lives would have been lost there." Zhang Xuan said warmly.

At this time, the old oily head found the person next to Zhang Xuan.

"Zhang Yuhuai, what are you doing here? Aren't you afraid that this outer ring will dirty your feet as the clan leader?" The old oily head grabbed his messy hair and said.

"Old oily head," Zhang Xuan was shocked, "this is our Zhang clan leader, how can you call him by his name?"

Zhang Yuhuai said calmly: "Zhang Jianqiu, long time no see."

Zhang Xuan was even more shocked and his eyes widened. He didn't expect that the old oily head was Zhang Jianqiu.

In his impression, Zhang Jianqiu was a peerless swordsman who would rather break than bend. He could never associate him with the old oily head in front of him.

"Let's find a place to talk." Zhang Yuhuai said calmly.

"Let's walk." The old oily head didn't refuse.