You Cultivate, I Farm - Chapter 459

[Chapter 454 The True Legend of Jian Tang]

After planting two new Holy Infant Fruit Strain Spirit Seeds, Lu Xuan came to the corner of the small courtyard.

There was an ordinary dark red stone placed in the corner.

No one could have imagined that this ordinary stone would actually contain a disaster-level evil spirit, a flesh-spirit god with the potential of a Nascent Soul.

He took out a large pile of flesh and blood from the storage bag and covered it on the dark red stone.

The terrifying aura flashed through the stone, and all the flesh and blood gathered around it instantly merged into the stone, as if it had never appeared before.

“This Flesh Spirit God’s need for flesh and blood is really terrifying.”

“He has sucked so much flesh and blood while still in the incubation stage.”

Lu Xuan looked at the dark red stone in front of him, feeling a little worried.

In the small courtyard of the underworld, Yishou Pantao and Qianqiu Hand both have a great demand for the flesh and blood of monsters. Now with the evil flesh spirit god in the incubation stage, it is difficult to support these three spiritual plants at the same time by normal means.

“We have to find a way to open source it.”

He thought secretly in his heart.

After carefully taking care of all the spiritual plants in the small courtyard of the underworld, Lu Xuan returned to his original appearance and returned to the Tianjian Sect.

There were still two days before the treasure exchange meeting that Huo Lin’er mentioned. He came to the Lingtian and used the earth escape technique to reach the two two-headed armadillos. Sweep them all away.

Then, he brought Wulingrang and Heart Monkey Fruit to the incomplete secret realm.

The spiritual power of the secret realm is pure, which is more suitable for the growth of spiritual plants than the Ten Thousand Demon Cave. Coupled with the Wuling soil and Youquan Linlin, planting the fifth-grade heart ape fruit in the secret realm is more conducive to its growth.

Lu Xuan inspected the many spiritual plants in the secret realm. Although the flame fruit and ice rose fruit were not cultivated regularly, their growth progress was pretty good and they had entered the mature stage.

Because the sword-raising gourd is nourished by the sword energy of the second-hand flying sword, its growth rate is only slightly slower than that of the flame fruit, and it has also entered the mature stage.

Lu Xuan seemed to see a large number of fourth-grade sword talismans being nurtured in the gourds with mottled green and surging sword energy.

He came back from the incomplete secret realm and stayed in the sect’s cave, cultivating many spiritual plants while waiting for the time of the treasure exchange meeting.

Two days later, he arrived at the location left by Huo Lin’er on time.

“Junior Brother Lu, welcome, let me introduce you. This is Senior Brother Bai Feiyu, the true successor of the sect. He has a superb level of swordsmanship. There are countless evil souls under the sword.

This treasure exchange meeting is mainly between me and him. Organized and held.”

Huo Lin’er, wearing a fiery red robe, smiled eagerly when he saw Lu Xuan and introduced him to a young monk next to him.

The monk has a handsome appearance and an unworldly temperament, just like a banished immortal. Hanging on his waist is a pure white sword scabbard. The hilt of the flying sword exposed in the scabbard seems to be a dragon skeleton.

The moment he sensed the dragon’s flying sword, the simple scabbard on Lu Xuan’s waist felt a throbbing feeling, as if he had seen the love sword in a dream.

“Zha Jian, having so many flying swords is not enough. The body is full of flying swords and thinking about other flying swords.”

Lu Xuan cursed in his heart and passed a thought to Yangxuan Scabbard.

“Hello, Senior Brother Bai.”

He greeted the young sword cultivator.

“Junior Brother Lu, I have heard of you more than once since I returned to the sect.”

A smile appeared on the corner of the young man’s mouth.

“You and I are both disciples of the Sword Hall, but I have been away from the sect for some time in recent years. When I returned to the hall some time ago, I learned that, Junior Brother Lu, you had figured out a seed-condensing method for third-grade sword grass on your own, which really surprised me. “I admire you.”

“It turns out to be Senior Brother Jiantang Bai.”

Lu Xuan smiled eagerly and secretly sighed in his heart that Yu Jiantang was indeed the strongest disciple in the sect. Among the few true disciples he had seen, Jian Wuxia and Bai Feiyu in front of him were both disciples of Jiantang.

“Junior Brother Lu, please come in. I hope you can find a wishful treasure.”

Bai Feiyu and the others introduced Lu Xuan into a luxurious hall.

The floor of the hall is covered with the fur of a third-grade demon tiger. Nearly a hundred white jade chairs are arranged in an orderly manner. Dozens of night-time pearls full of aura and light are suspended on the top of the hall. There are more than a dozen beautiful female cultivators holding souls in their hands. Fruit spirit tea keeps shuttling.

Lu Xuan looked around and deliberately chose a remote corner.

As soon as they sat down, they saw Zhong Jingshan who was also hiding in the corner. The two of them greeted each other and then fell into their own worlds.

Although he wanted to stay quietly in the corner, things didn’t go as he wanted.

With his reputation in the Lingzhi Path and his achievements in the Sword Hall, monks kept coming over to say hello and communicate.

The visitors were all acquaintances, the small circle of spiritual planters led by Liu Su, the disciples of the Sword Hall, the fellow disciples who had met when opening a new blessed land, and even the strange monks nearby saw this scene and took the initiative to come over to get to know Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan was coping on the surface, but when he saw more monks surrounding the taciturn Zhongjing Mountain not far away, he suddenly felt more balanced.

He secretly observed the inner sect monks who entered the hall one after another.

Among the monks present, there were five true disciples: Jian Wuxia, who had an innate sword body, Zhong Jingshan, who was good at controlling insects, Huo Lin’er, who had a fire spirit body, Bai Feiyu, the true disciple of the sword hall who had just met, and a strange true disciple.

Among the remaining people, there are more than ten people who have reached the perfect state in the late stage of foundation building, and there are dozens of people in the early and middle stage of foundation building, which can be called a huge scale.

Soon, a red light passed by, and Huo Lin’er appeared in front of the hall.

“Fellow disciples, welcome to come and participate in the treasure exchange conference held by me and Senior Brother Bai Feiyu.”

“This treasure exchange conference aims to provide a platform for fellow disciples to exchange treasures, practice experiences, get to know fellow disciples, etc.”

“Exchange .

The treasure conference is divided into two parts. The first stage is directed exchange. Fellow disciples can come forward to display their treasures and put forward exchange requirements. Within a certain period of time, everyone below can choose whether to exchange. “The

second stage is free exchange, which can be combined with multiple people. “

We are all members of the same sect, and each takes what he wants in exchange for the treasure he wants. “

“There is only one rule in this treasure exchange conference. You are not allowed to use force to force others to buy or sell. If anyone doesn’t care about the friendship of the same sect and violates this rule, don’t do it. I blame Senior Brother Bai for being rude.”

Huo Lin’er’s young face looked solemn, and fire lotus sprouted from his robe.

“Okay, let’s start the treasure exchange.”

He left a sentence and jumped off the stage.

After a few breaths, a figure quickly rushed to the stage.

A middle-aged monk who was in the late stage of foundation building cupped his hands towards Lu Xuan and others in the audience.

“Brothers and sisters, brothers and sisters, today I will start to exchange for treasures.” As

soon as he finished speaking, a strange flying sword appeared in front of him.

The flying sword is about three feet long, with a crystal-clear and slender blade shaped like a vertebrae. The coldness permeates the sword, causing a thin layer of white air to appear around the blade.

“The fourth-grade flying sword, the Cold Bone Sword, is forged from the bones of the fourth-grade demon beast Hanxuan Jiao. It can induce extremely cold breath in one move and is extremely lethal.”

“You can use the same-grade defensive magic weapon to do it. In exchange, it may be a pill of the same grade that can improve your cultivation level.”

(End of this chapter)