You practice immortality, I farm 2

Chapter 1138: Fang Cun Book

He paid keen attention to the connection between the mature square inch wood and the surrounding space, picked it out carefully and examined it carefully.

The trunk of the spiritual tree is translucent, and where the branches and leaves extend, there are tiny spider-web-like cracks that appear from time to time.

When the divine sense probed into it, it seemed that there was a strange space hidden inside.

[Fang Cun Wood, a seventh-grade spiritual plant, a treasure unique to Fang Cun Palace, contains a certain amount of spatial power. After maturity, the spiritual wood can be refined into a rare mid-level spatial magic weapon. ]

"Sure enough, this seventh-grade spiritual wood with spatial power is enough to cultivate the last spatial spiritual flower in the Eightfold Palace to maturity."

Lu Xuan was delighted. He sealed the square inch wood with a restriction and then put it into the gluttonous insect bag.

The gluttonous insect sac is originally a low-level space magic weapon. If it is not treated with caution, rashly placing the Fang Cun Wood in it may cause drastic changes in the internal space.

Then, his eyes full of anticipation, he looked at the white ball of light that was quietly emerging under his feet.

The ball of light flickered slightly, revealing an inexplicable attraction.

Lu Xuan stretched out his hand and gently touched the surface of the ball of light. In an instant, the ball of light shattered silently and turned into tiny light spots that shot up into the sky. In an instant, it condensed into a long and thin river of light and sank into his body.

At the same time, a thought flashed through my mind.

[Harvest a seventh-grade spiritual plant, Fangcun Wood, and obtain the eighth-grade treasure, Fangcun Book. ]

As the thought flashed through his mind, a magical book appeared in front of Lu Xuan.

The books seemed to be embedded in the air, condensed from countless translucent threads spreading from the void. The rich force of space escaped, causing various abnormal signs such as overlapping and tearing around them.

Lu Xuan tried to open the book, but the thin page was like an insurmountable chasm. No matter how hard he tried with his magic power, spiritual consciousness, and physical body, it did not move at all.

He focused his mind on the translucent book and immediately learned detailed information about it.

[The Fang Cun Book is an eighth-grade treasure, inherited from the Fang Cun Palace. It contains a strong spatial force. After preliminary refining, one can enter the vast world in the book and put everything in it.]

[After being refined into a mid-level magic weapon, it can forcibly absorb creatures with a lower cultivation level by one realm and seal them in the Fang Cun Book. At the same time, it can also comprehend the Fang Cun Palace space secret technique from it. ]

"Eighth-grade treasure!"

Lu Xuan felt strong joy in his heart.

Although seventh-grade and eighth-grade treasures can become mid-level magic weapons after being refined, there is still a big gap between magic weapons of the same level.

"A space-type treasure can replace the fifth-grade gluttonous insect sac."

After the gluttonous insect sac was refined into a low-level magic weapon, it has remained on Lu Xuan's body for more than a hundred years, and he has already established a deep relationship with it.

But this eighth-grade Fang Cun Book is so rare that its internal space alone is far superior to that of a gluttonous insect bag, not to mention its other magical uses for space.

"The only thing to note is that I must hide this Fang Cun Book well. Otherwise, if Fang Cun Palace knows that I have their inheritance treasure in my hands, I guess they will use all their strength to take it back."

Lu Xuan thought secretly in his heart.

Fang Cunmu can be understood. After all, the origin of the spirit seed can be traced. It was Fang Cun Palace that took the initiative to give it to the pagoda spirit, and the spirit then gave it to himself.

But the Fang Cun Book could not explain anything clearly, so it was necessary to prevent this treasure from being exposed.

"After the initial sacrifice and refining of the Fang Cun Book, we will set off for the Incomplete Cave Heaven."

He makes a decision.

Now that he has obtained the Fang Cunmu, a seventh-grade space treasure, the last big stone in his heart has fallen to the ground, and he is not in a hurry to refine the incomplete cave.

March passed in the blink of an eye.

Lu Xuan’s mind sank into his dantian.

The little Yuanying was holding a transparent picture book in his chubby little hands, and his clear and innocent eyes were looking at the first page of the book with great interest.

When I turned to the second page, I couldn't turn it.

A trace of anger appeared on the little Yuanying's face. He opened his mouth and spit out a deep green spiritual light which sprayed onto the picture book. It instantly turned into a light green flame, wrapping the transparent book inside.

Lu Xuan opened his eyes, his mind moved, and the square inch book suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Finally, I succeeded in refining this eighth-grade treasure."

"Next, we need to move the various treasures in the gluttonous insect sac to a new home." The corners of his mouth rose, and one treasure after another flashed past his eyes and disappeared into the square inch book.

"The space occupied is just the tip of the iceberg. Well, we need to find more treasures."

After cleaning the gluttonous insect sac, Lu Xuan noticed the large number of treasures on his body, many of which were gathering dust in the corner and had no use.

Afterwards, he came to the spiritual field to check the detailed conditions of the many spiritual plants.

The remaining six Leiyuan Sword Grasses had already taken root and sprouted. They were less than three inches long, but lightning flashed around them from time to time.

The Zhenqi Xuan Gourd and the Jisheng Demon Fruit have not changed much compared to a few months ago.

Lu Xuan is very patient and continues to cultivate carefully as always.

"Junior Brother Lu, I am Zhou Cheng from the Sword Palace. I have something to discuss with you."

A deep voice was heard outside the cave.

Lu Xuan swept his spiritual sense over and saw a middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator wearing a green robe and with a steady temperament standing at the entrance of the cave.

"Junior brother greets Senior Brother Zhou. I hope you can forgive me for not coming to greet you in person."

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Lu Xuan flashed and welcomed Zhou Cheng into the cave.

The two came to a quiet courtyard. Lu Xuan had an idea and the white ape respectfully brought him spiritual fruits and spiritual wine.

It was looking for Lei Long Hou and Qing Yue Lin to fight just now, but now its eyes were extremely clear, and it stood obediently behind Lu Xuan with its head down.

"Junior brother, this guarding spirit beast is quite well behaved."

Zhou Cheng said with a smile.

"He is well disguised, but his nature is extremely bad."

Lu Xuan shook his head and signaled the white ape to retreat.

"Junior Brother Lu, I came here today to discuss something with you."

"Senior brother, it doesn't matter."

"In recent years, the Sword Sect has found many outstanding disciples, including inner disciples who have just been promoted to the Jindan stage, and outer disciples who are gifted and have established their foundation."

"These disciples are the key training targets in the Sword Sect. They are often assigned to various sword peaks and taught and trained by their Nascent Soul fellows."

"Junior brother has always been a loner, rarely going out, but I still have to come and ask, I wonder if you are willing to accept some disciples?"

Zhou Cheng considered it for a moment and asked slowly.

"Oh? I wonder what the rules and procedures are?"

Lu Xuan asked curiously.

"This is a two-way decision. First, the outstanding disciples choose the Nascent Soul cultivators from the Nine Sword Peaks that they want to become disciples of. Then, each Nascent Soul fellow disciple decides whether to accept them as disciples based on their preferences, the disciple's talent, strength, and many other factors."

"Of course, the main choice lies in the hands of the Yuanying fellow disciples."

"Whether to accept disciples, and how many to accept, is up to you, Junior Brother Lu."

Zhou Cheng said with a smile.

“Also, I have to tell you that although I have only been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage for a few years, I have left a deep impression on the disciples in the sect because of my outstanding performance in the Sword Peak Competition.”

"Many disciples are interested in becoming your disciples."

He then added.

"Is it?"

Lu Xuan smiled slightly.

"It would be a good idea to select two or three people to come in, teach them some knowledge about spiritual plants, and help with some trivial matters."

He thought secretly in his heart.

(End of this chapter)