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

When everyone looked at Wang Quan, their expressions changed drastically.

Because he crushed an egg, a small tree taller than a person appeared.

The tree was colorful, about the thickness of a finger, and quite slender; many cultivators recognized it at a glance: it was the Five Elements Tree.

This tree is of little use to orthodox cultivators; at most, it can only adjust the feng shui of the surrounding land and water to make the place more pleasant.

However, the fruits that grow on them are regarded as spiritual fruits by the new cultivators, who either eat them or use them to make elixirs.

If spirits and martial artists eat it, it can enhance their cultivation, increase their foundation, and even give them the chance to gain abilities such as breathing fire and controlling water.

Ma Qingqiu gasped, "Wang Quan, you're too naive; the land we've adjusted is still too weak. We'll need to adjust it for another month or so before we can plant anything."

"Listen to me, put it away."

Most of the monks also advised him to put it away.

However, one cultivator seemed thoughtful: "If one has mastered enough spells, planting this kind of tree would not only not damage the ley lines, but would actually accelerate their formation!"

"Moreover, we have only been cultivating the empire for two or three hours. If we try it now and suffer any losses, it will only delay us for two or three hours."

"We can afford to delay!"

Wang Quan smiled and said, "That's right, Fellow Daoist Qianqiao is correct."

"Since I dare to plant it now, I naturally have the ability to make it harmonize the earth's fire and feng shui, and complement the earth's veins."

The Fierce Tiger Taoist laughed and said, "Since that's the case, we'll trust you this once!"

"If we fail, it's not a big deal!"

Sumali patted his chest and said, "I've traveled with Fellow Daoist Scattering Flowers before. His methods are mysterious; perhaps he can handle it."

"If we can plant the five-element fruit trees a month in advance, it will greatly benefit our soil preparation project."

"It's never a bad thing to give it a try!"

Seeing this, Ma Qingqiu suddenly remembered Wang Quan's terrifying magical power limit and recovery speed, as well as his methods of capturing spiritual soil to cultivate ley lines, and realized: "That's it, there's no harm in giving it a try!"

"If we succeed, everyone will be happy; if we fail... it will only delay us by two or three hours."

At this moment, many cultivators saw that seven or eight people had agreed, and these cultivators were all those who had traveled with Wang Quan before.

Seeing this, they seemed to understand and nodded in agreement.

It's only a few hours' delay; for these orthodox Daoist Foundation Establishment cultivators, that's really nothing.

Whoosh!

The king arranged numerous ritual materials and then set out a five-colored earth altar.

The cultivators glanced at it with great curiosity, as this was the first time they had ever seen such an altar.

Some monks searched through their memories but could not find any description of this kind of altar.

Only Ma Qingqiu, who came from the orthodox Xuanmen sect, showed a slight change in expression upon seeing this.

He recognized the altar at a glance.

In the Tai Su Sect, this five-colored altar is extremely precious; renting it once requires one unit of magical power.

By using this altar for rituals and worship, its power will be greatly enhanced.

However, the method of making this altar was not passed on to outsiders. He didn't know it, nor did his master; none of the sect members he knew knew it.

"How come Wang Quan has a five-colored altar? Could it be that he rented it from a sect?"

"Or was it just luck that you found it?"

He was suspicious and puzzled.

At this moment, Wang Quan stepped onto the stage and patted a treasure pouch at his waist.

From this treasure bag flew out incense burners, candlesticks, talismans, small mirrors, bells, sandalwood, and other ritual materials.

Whoosh!

Numerous materials were placed on the incense table.

Amidst the strange looks from the crowd, Wang Quan picked up a bundle of sandalwood and began to offer sacrifices.

He worships the four seasons, the twenty-four solar terms, as well as the sun, moon, stars, and the earth.

As a result, his expression changed slightly as soon as he began the worship.

because:

The sandalwood burned too quickly.

When he was worshipping at the Lower Temple after the drowning, he could offer a bundle of sandalwood incense to all the worshippers.

But this time, just as they were worshipping the sky and reciting the prayer, the sandalwood incense burned out completely.

unusual!

This is so abnormal!

Wang Quan patted the treasure bag, and ten bundles of sandalwood flew out.

As a result, before he could finish worshiping the sky, all ten bundles of sandalwood incense burned out.

Wang Quan inwardly groaned, "How could such a simple act of worshipping the sun, moon, stars, the changing seasons, the heavens, and the earth cause such great depletion?"

"I'm crying!"

At this point, he can choose to give up the worship.

However, this would mean that the Five Elements Fruit Trees could not be planted, which would delay his subsequent plans.

Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice, "Everyone, please lend me a hand!"

Upon hearing this, many cultivators hesitated.

Since everyone was new here, although many of us had studied the Taoist scriptures together and had some understanding of them, we hadn't had any in-depth exchanges with each other.

Moreover, Wang Quan had not studied it with them and knew very little about it.

At this moment, the burning speed of the sandalwood is obviously abnormal. What should we do if they help us and get involved, or if we are tricked?

Even Ma Qingqiu, a member of the orthodox Xuanmen sect, dared not make a move easily.

As the burly Sumali hesitated about whether to intervene, the female cultivator who had previously refused to study the Daoist scriptures with the royal family suddenly said, "Everyone, step aside, let me handle this!"

Everyone: "Huh?"

The nun bent down, grabbed a handful of soil, and let it fall from her hand; at the same time, she chanted incantations and cast spells.

Upon hearing this, some cultivators suddenly realized: "This is the technique of turning clay into incense."

Many cultivators were bewildered.

This was the first time they had ever heard of such a spell.

Whether they practiced in the lower temple or the main temple, they only selected a portion of the spells and fundamental techniques to practice.

Few people have learned as many as Wang Quan, who has mastered 108,000 spells.

boom!

The female cultivator stomped her foot, and billowing smoke and dust transformed into palace maids holding sandalwood incense.

The earthen-yellow incense burned, swirling around the royal power.

In an instant, his pressure dropped dramatically.

Wang Quan glanced gratefully at the nun, then continued his worship.

He offered sacrifices to the heavens and the earth, followed by the seasons...

The entire ritual took about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea to finish.

After the worship ceremony ended, he casually grabbed a handful of command flags and threw them on the ground to activate the ritual materials.

"Tree, come!"

call out!

The slender five-element fruit tree soared into the air and landed in his hands.

He formed hand seals, opened his mouth and spewed out streams of magical power onto the fruit tree, continuing to chant Taoist incantations and cast spells.

Ten breaths...

One hundred breaths...

A cup of tea's time...

With bursts of magical power, he unleashed seventy-two different spells.

These spells were selected by him from the 108,000 spells in the Drowning Channel based on the "Performance of the Four Seasons".

These combinations of spells possess a trace of the power to "manifest the four seasons," and also contain mysteries such as the twenty-four solar terms.

"go!"

As the final spell ended, he opened his mouth and spewed out twelve streams of malevolent energy.

These twelve evil energies represent the twelve months.

They entwined around the five-element fruit trees and fell onto the barren earth.

Whoosh!

Tree pits appeared on their own in the ground, fruit trees fell, and the soil churned up.

Wang Quan's Yang Shen instantly appeared to the side, casually grabbing handfuls of [Foundation Building Spiritual Soil] and throwing them into the tree pit.

These five elements of fruit trees take root and connect with the earth's veins below, beginning to regulate the earth's veins and determine the earth's fire, feng shui, and so on.

At this moment, the other cultivators also saw the branches and leaves of the Five Elements Fruit Tree stretching out.

A cultivator, sensing the changes in the earth's ley lines, exclaimed joyfully, "Fellow Daoist, you've succeeded!"

"These five-element fruit trees did not drain the fragile vitality of the earth; instead, they began to nourish each other with the earth's vitality."

"Our land reclamation plan will likely be completed ten times ahead of schedule!"