You practice immortality, I farm 2

Chapter 1072 Old Sword Dragon Friend

So far, he has cultivated more than ten kinds of seventh-grade spiritual plants, but not a single one has been harvested intact.

Among them, Yimu Qinglei Teng, Kongchanmu and Yajong Palace all received several stage-by-stage light ball rewards.

The spiritual plants of the sixth grade and below have brought Lu Xuan so many magical powers and treasures, so he is particularly looking forward to those of the seventh grade.

"It's time to get ready and set off back to the Sword Sect."

Lu Xuan looked around the cave and thought secretly in his heart.

He left some materials in the cave so that the grass puppet could help look after it. After repeatedly instructing it and Lei Guigong to guard the cave well, he left Leihuo Cave quietly.

After a long journey through the void, they finally arrived outside the Dongxuan Sword Sect.

"Finally home."

Lu Xuan's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down completely.

Although he has a seventh-grade giant sword boat specially built for him by Jianfeng, which has the ability to travel through the void, it is impossible to avoid all the risks in the void, and he needs to be cautious again and again.

Fortunately, they only encountered a few minor disturbances along the way, all of which were properly resolved by Lu Xuan, and they returned to the Sword Sect safely.

"After refining that incomplete cave, and nurturing the Yimu Qinglei Vine, Canglong Wood, and the spiritual plants in Fengyuan Star Cave to maturity, the Chamber of Commerce will build branches around the Sword Sect. There will be no need to go to Liyang Realm anymore."

Relying on the identity badge of a disciple of the Sword Sect, Lu Xuan successfully passed through the Ten Directions Annihilation Sword Formation.

After a while, he climbed up the Huanzhen Sword Peak and entered the cave.

When he was still hundreds of feet away from the cave, he saw a white ape guarding the entrance of the cave, looking eagerly waiting.

If it weren't for the fat bird next to him whose fur was standing on end, Lu Xuan would have thought that the white ape had been waiting for him for who knows how long.

"Master, you are finally back!"

The white ape turned into a stream of light, and its speed was even faster than that of the fat bird Falcon. It directly hugged Lu Xuan's thigh.

"Why, after I left, no one cared about you fighting with the Thunder Dragons, and you still miss me?"

Lu Xuan chuckled lightly.

"Heaven and earth can bear witness. Although I enjoy sparring with them, I still miss you more, Master."

"Without you in the cave, I feel like I have lost my backbone."

The white ape stared with a pair of fiery red and crystal eyes, raised a furry little fist and swore to Lu Xuan.

As soon as he finished speaking, the fat bird Feng Falcon's round belly bounced it away and flew in front of Lu Xuan, barking non-stop.

Apart from the longing for Lu Xuan in his voice, there was only resentment towards the white ape.

Lu Xuan spoke to comfort him and entered the cave.

The Thunder Dragon, Qingyuelin, Tingfeng Beast and other spiritual beasts gathered around one after another.

Lu Xuan took out a plant of Wanxiang Grass, cut it into several pieces, and distributed them evenly to the spirit beasts.

Afterwards, without taking a rest, he entered the spiritual field to check the growth of many spiritual plants.

The Sword Sect's spiritual power is pure and rich, and he occupies a prime position on the Huanzhen Sword Peak. During the time he was away, the spiritual plants grew quite well, but he needed to make some minor adjustments.

In the sword grass spiritual field area, Lu Xuan continuously performed various high-level sword techniques. Countless sword energies penetrated into the plants just right, nourishing the numerous sword grasses.

White Bone Killing Sword Grass, Thunder Sound Sword Grass, Green Mysterious Withering Sword Grass...

All the sword grasses were full of vitality, and the surroundings were filled with countless subtle sword auras.

Lu Xuan came in front of the seventh-grade free and infinite sword grass and performed the corresponding sword technique. In an instant, several sword energies shot out, constantly differentiating at a speed that even spiritual consciousness could not perceive. Countless sword lights as thin as hair quickly poured into the sword grass.

With the help of the Clear Sword Heart and the Thundering Sword Courage, and the foundation of sword light differentiation laid by cultivating the Light-Splitting Sword Grass before, he had already gained a glimpse of the way after coming into contact with the "Infinite Freedom Sword Sutra", and had no problem cultivating the Infinite Freedom Sword Grass.

After cultivating many sword grasses, Lu Xuan came to the spiritual field where more than twenty Yuanling ginsengs were planted.

Compared to the last time I left the Sword Sect, the Yuanling ginseng has grown a lot. The rich vitality surrounding the pure white ginseng turned into a light white mist, lingering around, giving people a dreamlike feeling.

After Lu Xuan carefully cultivated it, he returned to the house to practice various magical skills. The next morning, just as he spread a layer of Genkunwu soil in the spiritual field, the sharp voice of the white ape was heard outside the cave.

"Senior Yuan Rong, please come this way. My master just came back not long ago."

Lu Xuan swept his spiritual sense over and saw Yuan Rong, who was wearing a red robe and rushing towards the cave.

"Lu Xuan greets Uncle Master Yuan."

He quickly stood up to greet him and bowed respectfully.

"Nephew Lu, there's no need to be so polite. I just learned that you've returned from Yunxu Territory, so I came to see you."

"The journey was difficult, did your trip go smoothly, nephew?"

Yuan Rong asked with a concerned look on his face.

"Thanks to Jianfeng for preparing that giant sword boat for me, I was able to travel through the void realm without any danger."

Lu Xuan replied with a smile.

"By the way, Uncle Yuan, these are some sword symbols I drew while cultivating spiritual plants in Yunxu Territory."

He guessed Yuan Rong's intention and took out dozens of fourth- and fifth-grade sword talismans from his storage bag.

Yuan Rong frowned.

"Nephew, you are concerned about Jianfeng. The Sword Master and I are all aware of this. However, now is the critical moment for you to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. You should focus on cultivation first."

She said with a serious look.

"Uncle Yuan, what you said makes sense. I am grateful for your advice, nephew."

"During the past two years in Yunxu Territory, I, your junior nephew, have not neglected my cultivation. After returning to the Sword Sect, I will go all out to strive for a successful breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage as soon as possible."

Lu Xuan solemnly promised.

"It's good that you have this determination, nephew. Perhaps it won't be long before you and I can be equals."

"By then, it won't be too late for me to draw more sword symbols."

A bright smile appeared on Yuan Rong's face.

"Making talismans takes too much time and energy, but giving lectures is different."

"After a while, I hope that you can spare a few days to teach those disciples at Jianfeng who are proficient in making talismans the experience and tips of drawing sword talismans. What do you think, nephew?"

Yuan Rong put away the dozens of sword talismans, handed a pile of sword seals to Lu Xuan, and asked softly.

"Everything is up to Uncle Master. I will inform my fellow disciples once I am ready."

Lu Xuan said with a smile.

After Yuan Rong left, he entered the sword peak, passed through numerous restrictions, and came in front of the old sword dragon.

The old sword dragon once gave him the innate spiritual root, the Yunkongxian vine, which had almost lost all its vitality. Naturally, Lu Xuan had to repay him well.

The fifth-grade Huanzhen Sword Liquid left over last time had probably been almost completely drunk, so he came over to give some more to the old sword dragon.

"came back?"

The old sword dragon was wrapped around a giant silver-white pillar. Thin and long sword blades grew out of it like hair, densely packed. Two long silver-white beards were floating on its head. Wherever it passed, it brought up bursts of sword intent.

"Lu Xuan greets the senior!"

"Some time ago, I went to the place where I used to practice, and I was late in delivering the sword liquid to you. I hope you can forgive me."

"It's okay. I just came back this time because I happened to have something to talk to you about."

"I have a good friend who will come to visit the Sword Sect in a month or so. I'd like to trouble you to help entertain him then."

The old sword dragon said slowly.

(End of this chapter)