After they had eaten their fill, Jiang Wen and Bai Jing discussed arranging work for the foxes, as they couldn't just let them play around idly.
Since the expansion, Jingxu Temple was four or five times larger, and it took twenty to thirty minutes to walk from the main gate to the Jade Emperor Hall on the back mountain.
Such a large place required people to help manage it. Although the divine statue formation provided protection and could automatically clean up some dust, things like fallen leaves and discarded garbage needed to be collected by hand. Not to mention, the kitchen also needed help.
He and Bai Jing discussed assigning three hundred foxes each day to help, with twenty washing clothes and cooking, and the rest cleaning various parts of the temple and maintaining order.
After all, now that they were back, the temple would be open to the public. There would be many tourists, and some people were needed to maintain order. This wasn't a tourist attraction, and no tourism company was paying for its upkeep. Jiang Wen didn't plan to cooperate with tourism companies; his temple belonged solely to him as a place for quiet cultivation. Now that the foxes had arrived, all of whom were demons capable of transforming, this naturally solved Jiang Wen's worries and also livened up the temple.
Just look at how Shuxiang played happily with the foxes every day, like a crazy child.
"Although you can conjure clothes when you transform, it's only for appearances. I plan to order several sets of clothes for all the foxes, so they can wear them when they work at the temple. What do you think?" Jiang Wen asked, looking at Bai Jing.
"This humble servant naturally agrees with Benefactor's view. Benefactor, please feel free to do as you wish," Bai Jing said with a smile as she sat in front of Jiang Wen, peeling oranges and feeding them to him.
Jiang Wen had originally refused to do this, but seeing Bai Jing's pitiful expression, he had no choice but to reluctantly agree.
The two chatted idly and settled the matter. From now on, the foxes would be scheduled to have three hundred of them helping at the temple each day.
He then selected multiple sets of ancient-style clothing online and placed a bulk order. He also told the merchant that it would be best if the colors and styles were different. Seeing the large order, the merchant was overjoyed and readily agreed.
After finishing all of this, it was already late at night. Even the foxes had quieted down.
After all, it was late and quiet, and they shouldn't make noise in the temple.
Jiang Wen sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes, entering his consciousness.
He saw that the Taixu Heavenly Lord statue in his consciousness was several times larger than before. Not only were the clothes on its body more exquisite and ethereal, but it also held a magic weapon in its hand.
It was Feishuang, Jiang Wen's frequently used flying sword, now held in the hands of the divine statue.
The statue's aura had changed from stern to rather amiable, resembling the image of Laozi somewhat. It stood on a lotus platform, its eyes looking straight ahead.
However, the statue was not emitting golden light at the moment, as its golden body had been greatly depleted. After observing it before, he knew that once the statue's golden body was exhausted, he would be transported back.
On either side of the statue were the statues of Ziyun and his other identity, but the female statue was still a phantom, while Ziyun's statue was already close to being solid.
"Perhaps it's related to the good deeds I've done?" Jiang Wen wondered to himself.
After looking at the changes in the statue, he looked at the stone tablet. The numbers on it truly surprised him.
【Dao Lineage: None】
"This is truly a pleasant surprise," Jiang Wen said with a joyful smile.
His originally depleted merit points had suddenly become abundant, with more than two hundred thousand added. Although the incense was lukewarm, it was because the villagers near Jingxu Mountain often offered sacrifices, and he could receive a portion. Recently, he hadn't opened the temple doors to allow people to offer incense, and also because he had been away for many days and the temple was unguarded, so the incense had been slowly decreasing.
Although the incense hadn't increased, the merit points had increased so much, Jiang Wen felt that his trip out was worth it.
Presumably, it was because he had saved all the mortals in Sucheng that he was rewarded with so many merit points.
Without having to worry about his merit points running out, Jiang Wen became interested in studying classic texts and spells again. He included the lower volume of the 'Outer Scenery Scripture' in the deduction range, and seeing that it would take three hundred and sixty days, he stopped paying attention to its progress.
Then, he spent merit points to refine the Taixuan Mirror, and also spent some more to strengthen it.
Looking at the Taixuan Mirror again, it had five elements engraved on it compared to before. Now, the Taixuan Mirror not only had the function of imprisoning and collecting treasures, but also had some means of attack.
Satisfied with the Taixuan Mirror, Jiang Wen also refined the black sword Nameless and the fire sword Chiyang. He engraved the Heaven, Earth, and Human seals on the three flying swords respectively, so that they could form the Three Talents Formation.
With this, he had several more means of attack. Now, he had the Four Symbols Sword Formation to protect him, the Three Talents Flying Swords to attack, and the Taixuan Mirror and Samadhi True Fire as support. If he faced Chi Yao again, he was confident that he could stand invincible without borrowing merit points.
After refining the magic weapons, Jiang Wen took stock of his gains.
On this trip to Daqian, in addition to obtaining spiritual springs and spiritual veins, he also obtained True Dragon Blood.
Jiang Wen had told Yan Gongli about obtaining the True Dragon Blood. Yan Gongli just looked at Jiang Wen in silence for a long time, and then sighed alone for a long time. Finally, she said sadly: "Are you the reincarnation of some ancient great god? How can you encounter so many adventures?"
She also told Jiang Wen that the True Dragon Blood and the spiritual spring water should not be known to outsiders. Otherwise, not to mention the Realists of the Dao Palace, even those old monsters of the Sendai realm would come out to snatch them.
After all, this thing was too special. No one had ever seen the existence of a True Dragon throughout history. Yan Gongli herself didn't know what the effects of the True Dragon Blood were, only saying that ancient books had slight records that drinking True Dragon Blood could grant immortality.
"What if I integrate this True Dragon Blood into the sword, and then forge it with Samadhi True Fire?" Jiang Wen thought that he still had a large piece of black iron stone, which was enough to refine a pure black iron flying sword. Now that the Samadhi True Fire had also reached the entry level, it could support him in starting to refine magical artifacts.
Although he hadn't found any secret books on refining tools, Jiang Wen didn't need this thing now.
He began to act as soon as he thought of it. Jiang Wen told Bai Jing that he was going into seclusion to refine tools, and that she, Yan Gongli, and Moxian would take care of opening the temple to welcome pilgrims.
Then, he used the Four Symbols Formation to protect the room and began to refine the tool.
Samadhi True Fire spewed out from his mouth, and the large piece of black iron stone gradually melted into molten iron, and soon it was forged into a shape, and then gradually became a sword blank as it was quenched by Jiang Wen's magic power.
As time passed, the sword blank became more and more concrete. When the flying sword shape was cast, Jiang Wen took out the dragon blood and poured it on it.
In an instant, the flying sword vibrated violently, making an incomparably crisp buzzing sound. The sword body gradually turned crimson, faintly showing signs of cracking.
"Not good, the dragon blood is too violent, and this black iron stone can't bear it." Jiang Wen was shocked and quickly turned to his storage bag. He took out the spiritual spring water from it and poured it on the sword body.
At this moment, dark blue and crimson alternated, and the entire flying sword kept chirping. The shock waves of the two forces intersecting spread in all directions, and everything in the house was crushed. Jiang Wen quickly used his magic power to protect his body to avoid being hurt. After everything calmed down, he looked at the house again, but all the furniture and decoration had become powder.
Fortunately, he had used the Four Symbols Formation to protect the room before, so that the Taoist temple would not suffer.
Looking at the flying sword lying quietly on the ground, Jiang Wen reached out and picked it up. Then he squeezed out a drop of his own blood essence and dripped it on the flying sword. In an instant, the flying sword shone brightly.
