Chapter 248

Realm Lord Wei moved horizontally and vertically underground all night, and besides harvesting a thousand taels of immortal silver, his battle results were illustrious.

This thousand taels of immortal silver was not money for buying the ore.

All ore theoretically belonged to Wei Yuan, unless otherwise agreed. Originally, mining required Yu Zhizhuo to lead his junior brothers and cultivators to excavate it step by step, but with Wei Yuan, this effort was saved.

The efficiency of the Golden Light Water Blade Art used by Wei Yuan was already higher than that of ordinary cultivators, and his Dao power was over a hundred times higher than that of human-rank cultivators in the same realm, and he was in the Azure Void, able to get a continuous supply. The final result was equivalent to a thousand Dao Foundation cultivators digging for a night.

Besides ore, there was a large amount of useless crushed rock during the excavation process. A portion was used on the spot with Dao techniques to become pillars to support the mining tunnel, and the other portion had to be transported to the ground. These crushed rocks were good building materials, just right for building cities and houses.

According to Yu Zhizhuo, these jobs were originally all to be done by himself, but now Wei Yuan had done them all, so this immortal silver was a reward, equivalent to giving Wei Yuan a red envelope.

Wei Yuan didn't care about the amount; originally he hadn't intended to take remuneration, and now that he was doing work for himself and still getting money, how could he complain about it being too much or too little?

Transporting underground ore to the ground was another big problem, and relying only on the dozens of Dao Foundation cultivators initially allocated to Yu Zhizhuo definitely wouldn't work. Although Dao Foundation cultivators could move a thousand catties at a time, the underground workload was counted in tens of millions of catties. Thus, Wei Yuan transferred another three thousand cultivators who had forged their muscles. Although they were only at the beginner Body Forging stage, they could also move three hundred catties at a time, and one round of entering and exiting could move nearly a million catties.

With this ore, Wei Yuan had to build more smelting furnaces, and then with more molten iron and copper, more craftsmen were needed, but now there were not enough Dao Foundation cultivators in the realm.

Wei Yuan and Yu Zhizhuo discussed for a long time and finally decided to build ten more ten-thousand-catty smelting furnaces. At this point, all Dao Foundation cultivators had work to do, and the scale really couldn't be expanded any further.

Wei Yuan also felt a deep headache. Now the realm was constantly in a process of adding water when there was too much flour, and adding flour when there was too much water. The dough was visibly getting bigger and bigger, and he didn't know how big a steamed bun could be steamed out of it.

Returning to his residence, Wei Yuan finally had some free time to look at his cultivation situation.

In the Myriad Miles of Heshan, spiritual energy was constantly floating up, mainly coming from the spiritual plants within the realm. The souls of the Shaman tribe had been constantly increasing the foundation of the Jade Mountain and Black Water, and for the time being, the impact on the Dao Foundation spiritual energy could not be seen.

The biggest source of spiritual energy was still the medicine garden. There was an extra red jade lantern in the medicine garden, and the spiritual energy it contributed alone could save Wei Yuan a year of bitter work. However, all the other spiritual plants in the medicine garden added together had now become the minor part, and the truly major part came from the few pieces of underworld soil rented by True Person Chuhe.

True Person Chuhe didn't know what he had planted inside, but as soon as it sprouted, spiritual energy gushed out, and each piece could save Wei Yuan a year of bitter work! Now Wei Yuan deeply regretted that he shouldn't have been too stingy at the beginning.

Another major part was the spiritual field planted with sorghum rice. The entire five thousand acres of spiritual fields were now becoming increasingly rich in spiritual energy, and when they matured and bore fruit, they would contribute another large wave of spiritual energy.

Finally, there were the twenty thousand acres of grain fields for mortals to eat, which actually also had weak spiritual energy. It was just that ten thousand acres were only equivalent to one month of Wei Yuan's bitter cultivation, which had a qualitative gap compared to the spiritual fields.

Although the population had decreased by tens of thousands, the remaining people were stronger and healthier, and the tens of thousands of newly promoted Body Forging cultivators further promoted the stability of the Dao Foundation. Those who could contribute luck also contributed more spiritual energy, one being equivalent to ten of the same rank, so the ninety thousand plus people added together roughly saved Wei Yuan over ten years of bitter cultivation.

Added together in a messy way, Wei Yuan now only had sixteen years left before he could step into the middle stage of the Dao Foundation, which was truly gratifying and congratulatory, barely able to see the ponytail of Cui Yu now.

But there was still an immortal tree in the Myriad Miles of Heshan.

According to the records of the Immortal Canon, there had been cultivators who accidentally obtained an immortal tree, and then the immortal tree revived in their sea of consciousness. Overnight, that cultivator not only had his Dao Foundation change from earth-rank to immortal-rank, but his cultivation base was directly pushed from the early stage to the late stage perfection, and three days later, the Dharma Form was achieved naturally and directly consolidated, walking the immortal path that others took two hundred years to walk in three days.

This was what was called an immortal tree!

Since Wei Yuan had read the Immortal Canon, his dissatisfaction with the Laurel Immortal Tree had deepened day by day. This thing not only didn't contribute, but repeatedly stole the gifts of heaven and earth. As a result, it raised itself too fat, and had to split out seven sword energies to maintain its figure.

If it were more normal, Wei Yuan estimated that consolidating the Dao Foundation should be a matter within the year, and compared to others, this speed was not slow, and he could explain it to his teacher, not having to be vague every time like now. Wei Yuan was calculating bit by bit, when suddenly the courtyard door was knocked, and outside the door was the aura of True Person Chuhe.

A True Person visiting in the early morning must have something important. At this time, True Person Chuhe alone accounted for eighty percent of the spiritual energy contribution of the medicine garden, and his status in Wei Yuan's mind rose straight up. Wei Yuan opened the door to welcome the True Person in, while calculating in his heart how to rent him a few more pieces of underworld soil without a sound.

If the old Daoist dared to rent ten thousand pieces of underworld soil, then Wei Yuan would dare to advance to the Dharma Form next month.

True Person Chuhe sniffed and said, "The old Daoist smelled something extraordinary again; may I be allowed to go in and take a look?"

True Person Chuhe's request was a bit strange, but now everything in the realm was very simple, and what Wei Yuan lived in was just a room, not even an outer hall. People came and went here, and there were no secrets, so he let True Person Chuhe into the room.

As soon as True Person Chuhe entered the room, his gaze fell on the desk and could no longer move away. On the desk was a white jade plate, and in the plate was a roll of white-gold tree bark, with petals constantly being born and dying around it, which was extremely miraculous.

The old Daoist's voice trembled slightly: "What kind of spiritual plant is this again?"

Wei Yuan looked in the direction of his gaze and said, "Ah, this is not a spiritual plant; it counts as... medicinal material."

"Medicinal material? What is it again?"

"...... Cinnamon bark."

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True Person Chuhe obtained Wei Yuan's permission, carefully took the tree bark that had faded from the Laurel Immortal Branch, looked at it back and forth for a long time, before putting it down, and sighed: "It is indeed without half a trace of vitality; there is absolutely no possibility of cultivating a new immortal tree with this."

Wei Yuan was a bit strange and asked: "Why is this again?"

True Person Chuhe said: "Immortal objects prove their own perfection and form their own world. No matter how many pieces it is divided into, the Great Dao within is still one body. Taking the immortal tree as an example, even if it were cut into ninety-nine segments and placed in different worlds, as long as one segment revives, the other segments will die at the same time, becoming dead objects without any spirituality. Just like this piece of faded tree bark."

Wei Yuan's thoughts flashed like lightning. According to what True Person Chuhe said, if the Laurel Immortal Tree had other remains in other people's hands, then after this immortal branch in his hand revived, the other branches would all become dead wood. The complete Laurel Immortal Tree would only be here with him.

Thinking this way, when Immortal Lord Tinghai fished in the human world and ended up fishing up a Laurel Immortal Branch, was it not a coincidence?

Wei Yuan suddenly felt, in the dark, was everything arranged?

True Person Chuhe was naturally not here for a piece of tree bark, but had something else important, and said solemnly: "The old Daoist has been having heart palpitations recently, feeling that something extraordinary is gestating and sprouting again. But as long as I think about it in detail, I will be terrified, obviously there is great danger around that object.

The old Daoist found that girl Ji Liuli to work together to calculate, but nothing was calculated. It seems that the opportunity was covered by something. But the old Daoist can be sure that it indeed exists and is not far from here. In the past two days, the old Daoist asked around, is there any place like a mystical realm or ruins nearby."

Wei Yuan's heart moved. He had already excavated the ruins of the Lanshen Palace, but if it were a mystical realm, weren't those few pieces of cave heaven fragments hundreds of miles away?

(End of chapter)