Incense Fire Altar
What's truly useful is the Incense Fire Altar; even a level one building doubles the speed of incense refining.
Name: Incense Fire Altar Level: 1 Affiliation: Xuanwei Monastery Range: One acre Effect: Incense refining efficiency +100%
Introduction: Concentrate your mind and gather your energy to remove impurities and restore purity; where a stick of green smoke rises, thousands of families devoutly Spirit Transformation. The Incense Fire Altar is divided into three altars: upper, middle and lower. The upper altar is circular and enshrines the Three Pure Ones. The middle altar displays command flags, magic swords, etc., and the outer altar has a scripture table with a water bowl, bronze chime, etc.
Lin Xu stood on the Seven Stars, his invisible magical power merging with the altar, his consciousness becoming one with the altar.
With a thought, the lamp in his hand shone brightly, and a large stream of incense smoke poured out of the bottle, turning into a sky full of blue smoke, which then instantly fell back into the lamp.
In a state of Thought Overclocking, the incense fell into the spirit lamp, accompanied by a soft "snap" sound. Amidst the dazzling seven-colored light, the originally mixed faith was purified.
A wisp of dark gray smoke rose slightly, then vanished into the air in an instant.
The pure power of faith was purified by the lamp, flowing within it like liquid mercury.
"Tick-tock~"
As the incense burned, liquid mercury overflowed, dripped silently, and condensed in mid-air into a bright silver ingot.
Incense Fire Heaven Silver!
Moreover, they weren't small silver ingots weighing one tael, but medium-sized ingots weighing ten taels each.
Compared to ten 1-tael silver ingots, using a 10-tael Incense Fire Heaven Silver to perform Wish Technique will be more effective.
Fifteen minutes later, Lin Xu stopped.
The 100 incense bottles that had been brought were already empty, and a 10-tael Incense Fire Heaven Silver fell into his hand, carrying a heavy weight.
"It works very well~" Looking at the Heaven Silver in his hand, which was shimmering with a faint rainbow light, Lin Xu smiled.
He didn't continue refining them. There were only about 700 incense bottles stored in the warehouse. Even if he refined them all, it would only amount to about 70 Heaven Silver.
Considering the possibility of additional needs during wartime, it is necessary to reserve a portion as a strategic reserve.
With the personnel in place, the development of the five affiliated villages finally got on track. According to his plan, all the villages devoted themselves to clearing land and cultivating crops to produce spirit rice.
The Spirit Realm is isolated, with constantly changing terrain. Each faction is like an isolated island. Forget about trade routes, even communication between them requires transit through the real world.
"The goods produced must ultimately be processed in the real world."
Lin Xu understood that his plans in the real world were not yet complete, and the development of the Xuanwei Monastery could only rely on himself.
Therefore, resources like spirit rice are currently the most reliable way to monetize them – spirit rice can both satisfy hunger and be used in medicine and alchemy.
The refined Spirit Grain Pill can accelerate cultivation, which meets his current needs: to quietly accumulate strength and quickly train the newly enlightened protectors into capable talents.
"The village's specialty industries will have to be temporarily suspended, and we should focus on reclaiming wasteland for farming."
Lin Xu looked into the distance, towards the underground city. "I just wonder how the situation is at the front, and how long these peaceful days can last."
The battle between the two major powers is directly related to his grand plan of farming.
In order to obtain firsthand information about the battle, he personally led a team to transport supplies to the front lines.
Accompanying them was the Gloomlamp Mage Corps led by Alaites. The dark mages were generally level 3 or above, equivalent to more than 20 inner disciples. Coupled with their skillful Joint Spellcasting techniques, they possessed considerable combat power.
The only problem was that these mages lacked melee combat skills, so Lin Xu recruited fifty militiamen, along with 15 fully loaded oxcarts and more than twenty captured prisoners, and headed towards the front-line military camp.
"Boom~"
A fireball exploded in the horde of ghouls, tearing apart the withered, decaying body of one of them. The shattered remains were ignited in mid-air.
The dark mages withdrew their spiritual senses and silently activated their spirit lamps, drawing in the free Spiritual Qi in the air to convert it into lamp oil reserves.
After accepting the Dharma Seed and revising the "Lamp Kindling Spirit Transformation Chapter: Deep Sea Demonic Abyss" section, these mages experienced a qualitative change in their strength.
In particular, when casting spells using the Mystic Fire Bright Light Lamp, the spell's energy consumption is reduced, while its power is greatly increased.
For example, the Fire Bullet Technique commonly used by dark mages was previously only the size of a fist, with a range of about a hundred meters, and its power was comparable to a thunderclap.
However, after being converted into magic power, the fireball condensed using the same amount of magic power is as large as a basketball, as powerful as a hand grenade, and its range is increased several times due to the tempering of divine sense.
Having dealt with the ghouls blocking their path, the caravan continued on its way.
When he arrived at the front-line military camp, he discovered that it had been completely abandoned.
"It seems the great battle is over." Lin Xu scanned the ruins of the military camp. There were no signs of fighting, nor any resources left behind, indicating that the people in the camp had come and gone with ease.
This was proof of their victory, and it was not unexpected.
"I wonder what the situation is like in the underground city." Lin Xu pondered. With that high-ranking giant city lord there, it was virtually impossible for Xuanwei Monastery to breach the underground city.
Daoist Xuanzhen's only chance is to launch a major attack while the Giant City Lord has not yet recovered from his injuries and crush his opponent in one fell swoop.
With his compass pointing into the depths of the fog, Lin Xu directed the heavy troops to continue their advance.
"Stop!" He waved to stop the convoy from moving forward, his expression solemn, his gaze fixed straight ahead.
Through the mist, the Spirit Eye Technique revealed a dilapidated camp a hundred kilometers ahead.
Broken wooden fences, camps burned to ashes, fragments of armor and bloodstains on the ground—all testify to the fierce battle that had taken place.
With just one glance, Lin Xu knew where he had found. "This is the front-line camp of the Underground Legion!"
When the two major powers went to war, they both used their military camps to push the front lines as far as possible into the other's territory.
Lin Xu cautiously observed the silent camp. In the darkness, shadowy figures seemed to be moving.
"Go around it!" He directed the convoy to detour to the side without hesitation.
The first rule for exploring the Spirit Realm: Don't be curious.
This world is bizarre and fantastical. Safe spaces built upon powerful forces are manageable, but countless monsters and strange occurrences arise in the wilderness.