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

All the cultivators turned to look at Wang Quan.

Wang Quan shook his head: "Everyone, we need Foundation Establishment cultivators to come and help create more veins to stabilize the foundation of this city!"

"At the same time, we also need cultivators and spirits who know how to cultivate the land to produce more food and lay the foundation for the future!"

Upon hearing these two sentences, everyone nodded in agreement: "That's right!"

"The earth's veins are number one!"

Wang Quan continued, "In addition, we also need to build spiritual veins to generate spiritual energy here, so that the new cultivators can cast spells after they come here."

The cultivators nodded again.

This far western land originally had no spiritual energy.

Only when a legitimate cultivator creates a spiritual vein will spiritual energy be generated.

Creating a spiritual vein is not difficult. Once a spiritual vein is born, it can grow on its own even if left unattended, and radiate outwards to form numerous other spiritual veins such as earth spiritual veins, water spiritual veins, aerial spiritual veins, and cloud spiritual veins.

These spiritual veins are of little use to orthodox cultivators, but they can be used as various materials.

There are even powerful cultivators who can enlighten spiritual veins, transforming them into alluring fairies.

Enjoying such a spirit spirit is truly a unique experience.

Many cultivators slapped their foreheads: "That's right! We only thought about food and drink, and completely forgot about the spiritual energy needed by the new cultivators!"

"Without spiritual energy, they're not even as good as martial artists!"

"Reiki must also be put on the agenda!"

"Fellow Daoist, do you have any other ideas?"

Wang Quan shook his head: "That's all!"

"I only know these three main directions!"

"As for how many people and spirits are needed for these three main directions, and how to maintain their operation, I have no idea!"

The cultivators nodded in agreement: "That's right!"

"You only need to point out the general direction. If you know the details too, how are we supposed to survive?"

Wang Quan remained silent.

Then, the group of monks began to have a heated discussion in Daoist language.

The Taoist language is short, so everyone speaks very quickly, exchanging a great deal of information in the same amount of time.

Wang Quan observed the discussion and discovered that as the Daoist chants echoed, the Five Elements Fruit Trees swayed, and their growth rate actually increased again.

Although it only increases the speed by one-tenth, it's still quite remarkable!

No magic power, spells, or magical artifacts are needed; simply hearing the words of Taoism can accelerate growth.

"This saying is truly remarkable!"

He recalled his days in the underworld:

While in the underworld, he chanted Taoist incantations, which caused a shower of heavenly flowers and a burst of golden lotuses from the earth.

"What would it be like if hundreds of us Daoist cultivators fell into the underworld and together began to expound the Dao?"

Wang Quan fell into deep thought.

When he came to his senses, he found that the discussion had ended.

Although the fertile land could only support 50,000 people at first, orthodox Foundation Establishment cultivators ate little and could survive on just one meal every five or six days or even more than ten days.

Therefore, everyone decided to recruit 100,000 orthodox Foundation Establishment cultivators to descend in one go.

The remaining task is to recruit 40,000 spirits and warriors skilled in farming.

After finalizing the number, everyone happily went to recruit people.

Wang Quan did not join in the fun, but instead gave instructions to the master of ceremonies, the Taoist nun, and others.

Although the master of ceremonies and the Daoist nun were also Foundation Establishment cultivators, their strength was only average due to their poor foundation and lack of resources.

Wang Quan explained the mysteries of magic to them and answered many of their questions about foundation building.

This captivated the emcee and others, making them eager to immediately go into seclusion to cultivate their own abilities and improve their strength.

Wang Quan comforted them, saying, "You all get to work first, and you can ponder it slowly tonight!"

Si Xiaohong looked bewildered: "We don't work at night?"

Wang Quan nodded: "You still need to rest!"

One cultivator sighed, "In the past, we fought against the abnormal climate day and night; when we could rest, we would stay in the slums to heal our wounds; once we were healed, we would fight again."

"This is my first time taking a break."

Some of the monks sighed.

Instead, Fairy Qin chuckled and said, "Who told you to be ambitious? If you weren't ambitious, you could have just lived like me, taking it one day at a time. There's not that much danger in that."

The cultivators sighed, "We also need to strive for the sake of future generations; we also want to gather resources to attempt to reach the Purple Mansion realm!"

Just as everyone was chatting, a group of cultivators flew in from a distance.

Whoosh!

Ma Qingqiu and the other cultivators landed, their faces slightly grim. "Heh, all that careful selection of the number of cultivators was for nothing. It turns out that the puppet said: 'Our stronghold can only recruit 20,000 orthodox Foundation Establishment cultivators per day.'"

"The remaining spots will be available tomorrow."

Wang Quan's heart skipped a beat: "Why?"

The burly Sumali ruffled Ma Qingqiu's hair to comfort him, then explained, "The puppet said that the far west is a vast territory, with at least eight thousand, if not ten thousand, new outposts like ours."

"In addition to the old strongholds, we need far too many orthodox Foundation Establishment cultivators every day."

"The production of orthodox Foundation Establishment cultivators is relatively small, so the higher authorities have limited the number available at each stronghold."

Wang Quan was taken aback: "Each stronghold has 20,000 orthodox Foundation Establishment cultivators, how many would 10,000 strongholds require?"

"Where did those people above find so many legitimate Foundation Establishment cultivators?"

Many cultivators shook their heads; they didn't know either.

On the contrary, Ma Qingqiu wanted to say something, but after being glared at fiercely by Su Mali, he quickly shut up.

"How many of those ordinary cultivators did you manage to take?"

The Fierce Tiger Taoist smiled: "We've recruited 60,000 spirits skilled in farming!"

"You know what, these spirits are really generous and can feed you as much as you want."

Wang Quan frowned: "I remember that the grain production here is only enough for 50,000 lives."

"If you bring in another ten thousand monsters, won't they starve to death?"

"Wouldn't that be a waste of a spot?"

The Fierce Tiger Taoist laughed: "If everyone eats only half full, they won't starve to death."

A nearby cultivator muttered, "We originally planned to recruit 150,000 spirits, but it's our first time trying, so we're hesitant to go all out!"

"Next time we'll do a maximum recruitment drive."

"Moreover, most spirits are wild and are born able to withstand hunger; as long as they have something to eat, they won't starve."

Wang Quan coughed: "Gentlemen, you can handle this yourselves!"

"Now that the foundation is in place, these three thousand five-element fruit trees and some of my companions have taken over the work for me; I won't be involved in the subsequent earth vein maintenance!"

The cultivators looked at the vibrant Five Elements Fruit Trees, then at the hundred or so cultivators working diligently, and immediately laughed, "No problem!"

The royal power has made great contributions, so they naturally cannot ask for too much.

When the group of Daoist cultivators were arranging for people to act as cannon fodder, the female cultivator who had once refused to let Wang Quan study Daoist scriptures but had instead molded clay into incense for him came over.

"Fellow Daoist, let me introduce myself again. I am Ruo Jinghong, a second-grade Daoist of the Rouge Sect and a Level 2 Authority holder in the Far West."

"I want to collaborate with you on a deeper level!"