You practice immortality, I farm 2

Chapter 1025 Spirit Brewers Meeting
After Chen Jing left, monks from Jianfeng came to visit one after another.

Among them were spiritual plant masters such as Shang Xiuyuan and Guo Shan, as well as powerful inner disciples like Chen Jing, and even Yuan Yue Yuanrong, as well as several Nascent Soul True Lords such as Jin Zai Qian, who came over specifically to explain to him the importance of the Jianfeng Competition, and their words were full of expectations for Lu Xuan.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, there are only two months left before the competition officially begins.

"Sword Master, why are you here?"

Lu Xuan had just returned from the old sword dragon. He saw from afar two silver-white sword lights shaped like dragons flying back and forth. He was startled and arrived at the gate of the cave in an instant.

"Come and tell me about the competition, nephew."

Master Huanzhen Sword said this with a pleasant expression, and there was no sign of him being the master of a peak of the Dongxuan Sword Sect.

Lu Xuan nodded heavily and respectfully welcomed the Master of Huanzhen Sword into the cave.

"Recently, there should be quite a few Sword Peak monks coming to bother you, nephew, right?"

Jian Huanzhen asked calmly.

"My uncle and some fellow disciples came to my nephew's cave and told me a lot about the Sword Peak Competition."

Lu Xuan did not dare to hide anything and told the truth.

"Yeah, I guess so."

"However, nephew, don't feel stressed about this. Just treat it normally."

"The Thousand Thunder Sword Grass and the Small Mysterious Sword Gourd that you presented earlier have already made a significant contribution to Huanzhen Sword Peak. In the following competitions, you can achieve better results than before if you use them freely."

Jian Huanzhen smiled.

"Uncle Master, rest assured. I will do my best to contribute as much as possible to Jianfeng."

Lu Xuan immediately expressed his opinion.

"In the Sword Peak Competition, performing well will only benefit you, my nephew, and will not cause any harm."

"You will gain a higher status because of this, especially among your fellow disciples who are good at spiritual plants, talisman making, etc."

"In addition, if your ranking rises, the additional training resources will benefit you a lot."

"This time, everyone at Huanzhen Jianfeng is preparing for battle, eager to prove Jianfeng's strength in front of all the fellow disciples."

"It also coincided with a significant increase in the achievements we have made, and the appearance of my nephew, which greatly increased the possibility of a turnaround."

"mutual encouragement."

Master Huanzhen Sword gave a few words of encouragement and then said goodbye and left.

Two months passed in a blink of an eye, and the Jianfeng Competition officially began.

Lu Xuan followed the cultivators from Huanzhen Sword Peak and entered the Sword Palace.

In a wide square, three huge arenas with a radius of several hundred feet rose from the ground. There were countless array patterns flowing on the ground and edges of the arenas, which showed that they were extremely solid.

The cultivators from the nine sword peaks were divided into nine areas, each led by a sword master. They all had a stern expression and were unsmiling. Every area was filled with a murderous aura.

Lu Xuan stood in front of a group of cultivators with a solemn expression.

The entire area is headed by the Lord of Huanzhen Sword, with several Nascent Soul True Lords standing side by side. Lu Xuan stands with a dozen of the most powerful inner disciples, and it can be seen that he has a lofty status in Huanzhen Sword Peak.

Suddenly, the sound of sword clanging resounded through the sky, and a thousand-foot-long sword, with bursts of sword whistles, landed in front of the square.

There were countless flowing characters flying on the giant sword, among which the rankings of the major sword peaks were particularly eye-catching, as if they were engraved deep in everyone's sea of ​​consciousness.

"First, Chongxu Sword Peak!"

"Second, Baigong Sword Peak!"

……

"Eighth, Purple Sky Sword Peak."

"Ninth, Huanzhen Sword Peak."

The cultivators from Huanzhen Sword Peak looked at the giant sword not far away, staring at the large flowing words on it, with fighting spirit burning like a blazing fire deep in their eyes.

"This time, Huanzhen Jianfeng will definitely be able to prove himself!"

Similar thoughts emerged in everyone's mind at the same time.

As the thought flashed through his mind, hundreds of figures flew out from the depths of the Sword Palace, led by a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe. His aura was as deep as the sea, giving Lu Xuan a feeling of looking up to a mountain.

“Could it be the Great God of Transformation?”

Lu Xuan's heart trembled and he didn't dare to look directly at the other person.

In addition, among the hundreds of figures, there were no less than thirty Yuanying True Lords, which gave Lu Xuan a clearer understanding of the strength of the Dongxuan Sword Sect.

"Welcome all fellow disciples from Jianfeng to participate in this competition. The rules are the same as those of previous competitions. I hope that all the Jianfeng disciples can achieve the desired results."

The deep voice of the middle-aged monk who was leading the group resounded in everyone's mind. After that, he sank directly into the giant sword, as if monitoring the every move of all the sword sect monks through the giant sword. "I will host the next competition. I hope that fellow disciples will not use any dirty tricks to avoid embarrassing each other."

An old man with an indifferent expression floated out from the crowd at the back and said coldly.

Several Yuanying Zhenjun flew above the arena, each holding an exquisite formation plate in their hands.

"These are the judges of the Jindan disciples' arena battle."

Lu Xuan sighed in his heart.

He had submitted his information on spiritual plants, spiritual wine and talisman making two months ago.

Of course, he would not reveal everything. He had not revealed his knowledge of alchemy, weapon forging, and formations. He also kept secrets about spiritual brewing and talisman making. Not to mention spiritual plants. The cultivation methods of all seventh-grade spiritual plants, as well as the methods of condensing seeds of several high-level spiritual plants, were all buried deep in his heart.

But even so, the part that was displayed is definitely better than any other spiritual plant masters.

Among them, the Lingniang competition is the closest, which is tomorrow. Lu Xuan does not need to make any special preparations, and simply stays in the square to watch the fellow disciples of the Nine Sword Peaks compete with each other.

On the three stages, swordplay, magical powers, magic weapons, secret techniques, and talismans were flying everywhere, and strange phenomena were everywhere.

Lu Xuan, who was watching the fight below, was dazzled.

"As expected of the disciples of the Dongxuan Sword Sect, each of them has gone through countless fights, both overt and covert, before they can step onto the stage."

Lu Xuan couldn't help but sigh. Among the skills and magical powers he cultivated, swordsmanship and thunder magic were relatively the most powerful. The rest required relying on the power of magic weapons.

After watching the fight for most of the day, Lu Xuan returned to the cave to rest at Yuan Rong's advice.

The next day, the spirit brewing competition officially began.

Lu Xuan came to the place designated by the Sword Palace with full of fighting spirit.

Inside a majestic palace, a large amount of spiritual brewing materials were placed in the hall.

Many Jindan disciples were patrolling slowly, and three Yuanying Zhenjun were sitting in the center of the hall.

All three of them are judges for this spirit brewing competition. They are affiliated with the Sword Palace and are either proficient in brewing spirit brews or have extremely rich experience in tasting spirit brews and have unique vision.

"Nephew Lu Xuan, meet the three uncles."

Lu Xuanggong bowed respectfully.

"Lu Xuan? Is he the inner sect disciple that Huanzhen Sword Peak has accepted in recent years?"

A young man with a somewhat proud look raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.

"It's the junior."

Lu Xuan answered quickly.

"So it's Junior-Junior Brother Lu! After meeting him today, I can see that he is indeed outstanding and worthy of his reputation."

A gentle female cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage said softly.

"I heard that my nephew opened a shop in Jianyuan City, selling several kinds of high-level spirit brews. They are very popular in the Sword Sect and the demand exceeds supply."

The female cultivator said softly.

"Indeed, especially the True Sword Liquid, which is almost lost even in the Sword Sect. I didn't expect to have the opportunity to taste it often now."

An elegant middle-aged man looked at Lu Xuan with admiration in his eyes.

"It turns out that the Huanzhen Sword Liquid in Jianyuan City was created by Junior Brother Lu."

First, the young Nascent Soul cultivator adjusted his posture and looked at Lu Xuan carefully.

“In my opinion, even the two senior brothers are far inferior to Junior Brother Lu in brewing spirit wine.”

"Qi admits this, at least I can't brew the Huanzhen Sword Liquid."

The elegant monk said with a smile.

"There is no doubt about my nephew's level of spiritual brewing, but the necessary formalities must be followed."

The young man paused and spoke slowly.

More than a dozen spirit brewers who had come over all lowered their heads, complaining in their hearts:

"What about the spirit brewing competition? Why is it just a formality?"

"Did I come to the wrong place? Is this the Spirit Brewing Masters' Meeting?"

"You really don't take our Eight Sword Peaks' Spirit Brewers seriously!"

"Although this is the case..."

Everyone added secretly in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)