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Chapter 910: Magic Bag

Hearing this distant yet familiar name, Ge Pu couldn't help but feel dazed, and all the past events emerged in his mind.

"Yunxu Territory... the true teachings of the Heavenly Sword Sect... before I knew it, it has been more than fifty years since I returned to the Dongxuan Sword Sect."

“I don’t know how those brothers who were unable to migrate here due to limited abilities are doing now.”

His mood was in turmoil.

Under the protection of several Yuanying Zhenjuns of Tianjian Sect, he was brought back to Dongxuan Sword Sect as he was the first in the true transmission and had just been promoted to Jindan.

With his own talent and hard work, he cultivated to the middle stage of Jindan and became a core disciple in the Sword Sect.

Although his status and position are vastly different from when he was in the Tianjian Sect, he has long been accustomed to it and only occasionally thinks of his time in the Tianjian Sect.

Among them, Lu Xuan's figure often appears.

He calmed down and said respectfully to the young man:
"Reporting to Senior Brother, I am indeed from the Eastern Wasteland of the Yunxu Territory."

"At that time, the entire East Wasteland was attacked by countless demons, and countless people were killed and injured. There was even more than one Yuanying Zhenjun who died. Several Zhenjuns in the sect had no choice but to escort some core members to the Dongxuan Realm and return to the Sword Sect."

Ge Pu gave a simple description.

"I have heard about the demon invasion."

"Right now, I have something else to ask you."

"In the Liyang Realm among the seven realms in the Central Plains of the Yunxu Region, there is a Liyang Dao Sect, which is very powerful. A Ten Thousand Spirits Conference will be held in a while, and the Sword Sect is also among the invited ones."

"The group heading to the conference will be led by Huanzhen Sword Master, who will also bring some Sword Sect disciples along."

"You've been away from Yunxu Territory for so many years, are you interested in going back to take another look?"

The young man asked gently.

"I am willing to go with the Sword Master, Senior Brother, and others."

Ge Pu nodded without hesitation.

The young man in front of him is called Mo Yuanfeng, a true sword disciple of the Dongxuan Sword Sect. He is in the early Nascent Soul stage and has a bright future. His strength is even not lower than that of some of the Sword Sect's outer sect elders.

As for the True Sword Master he mentioned, he is a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, whose strength is among the best in the entire Dongxuan Sword Sect. He is also proficient in many strange sword-related skills and has researched many magical high-level sword symbols. He has an extraordinary status in the Sword Sect.

"Okay, the conference will be held in about a year. I will notify you then. Just pay attention to the time."

Mo Yuanfeng nodded and said.

Ge Pu expressed his gratitude and then left, his steps giving people a feeling of becoming more and more relaxed as he walked.

Inside the thousand-foot giant sword, a middle-aged swordsman was standing quietly.

The middle-aged man carried two silver-white swords on his back. The handles of the swords were shaped like dragon heads, and there were two silver-white silk threads circling around him.

The silk threads were like two silver dragons, flying with infinite sharp sword power and murderous intent.

A dark talisman was floating in front of him. The talisman was shaped like a sword tip, with a dark light flowing on its surface. Upon careful sensing, one could find that there was an infinite amount of faint black sword energy flowing inside the talisman.

Countless sword energies gathered together, and the sword intent surged, as if it was about to pour out from the talisman. A faint yin energy lingered, giving people a strange feeling of both coldness and sharpness.

"A sword talisman that contains a large amount of Yin energy, and it's of the fifth grade, quite interesting."

The middle-aged man is named Jian Huanzhen, one of the sword masters of the Dongxuan Sword Sect, and is proficient in various sword symbols.

But this dark sword talisman before me is the first time I have seen it.

The sword talisman was obtained by a good friend of his from a secret realm in the Yunxu Domain. He thought it was novel, so he personally gave it to him after returning and asked him to study it carefully.

“I wonder if this sword symbol was obtained by chance, or if it can be drawn in large quantities.”

"If it's the latter, that would be amazing."

He had a strong interest in the monk who drew this fifth-grade sword talisman.

After learning that the Liyang Taoist Sect in Zhongzhou of the Yunxu Region was about to hold the Ten Thousand Spirits Conference, he took the opportunity to agree and planned to search for traces of such sword talismans.

"Observe it again and try to draw it."

The middle-aged man said in a low voice, his mind sinking into the dark sword symbol. Lu Xuan, who was far away in the Leihuo Star Cave in Liyang Realm, naturally didn't know all this that was closely related to him.

After carefully cultivating many spiritual plants in the spiritual field, he decided to go to Fengyuan Star Cave.

"Some time has passed, and the evil spiritual plants in the spiritual fields of the underworld should have fully matured."

Lu Xuan sighed secretly.

He told the straw puppet to take good care of the cave, and after making some preparations, he flew towards the Fengyuan Star Cave.

After entering the Fengyuan Star Cave, he concealed his breath, hid his body, and soon entered the fifth floor.

When you come outside the cave, you can sense the aura of the incarnation Linggu from afar.

Ling Gu was the same, and he was already waiting at the door with the Flesh Spirit God.

When Big Meatball saw Lu Xuan, he jumped over to him.

"Don't get blood on my robe."

Lu Xuan stretched out his crystal-clear jade palm to prevent the Flesh Spirit God's fur, which was stained with blood, from touching his robe.

Big Meatball didn't care about his behavior at all, jumping back and forth, just wanting to be intimate with Lu Xuan.

"How's that Thousand-Handed Devil? Is he under control?"

Lu Xuan asked.

The Flesh Spirit God immediately rolled forward to indicate his nod.

"No problem at all, very honest."

It turned into a beam of blood light and rushed into the cave, bringing out the Thousand-Handed Demon.

Compared with the last time, there was no obvious change in the Thousand-Handed Demon. The moment he saw Lu Xuan, hundreds or thousands of arms behind him suddenly stretched out, trying to attack Lu Xuan.

A flash of blood passed by, and the arms immediately became shriveled, leaving only the rear part that quickly returned to its original position.

"Roar!"

The Thousand-Handed Demon roared, seemingly angry, but in fact there was deep fear hidden in his voice.

"You'll eat it if you don't obey, right?"

Lu Xuan was very satisfied with Big Meatball's way of disciplining him, and entered the cave with a smile.

He went straight through numerous restrictions and came to the spiritual field in the underworld.

"Sure enough, the three soul bug fungi are fully mature."

Lu Xuan kicked away the corpse skin that was sticking to him and focused his mind on the soul worm fungus.

The translucent progress bars below the three soul worm fungi have been fully filled.

Lu Xuan picked them out one by one and temporarily put them into the gluttonous insect sac. Then his eyes were attracted by three white light balls.

Reach out and gently touch the nearest one.

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 Lu Xuan's body.

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

[Harvest a fifth-grade soul insect fungus and obtain a sixth-grade treasure species magic bag. 】

The thought disappeared, and an evil cloth bag appeared in front of Lu Xuan.

The cloth bag was black and red in color, made from tanned leather of an unknown type, and had a strong bloody smell, as if it had been soaked in countless blood for hundreds of years.

As his mind focused on it, detailed information about the black and red cloth bag suddenly appeared in Lu Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

[Demon-growing bag, a sixth-grade treasure, contains pure demonic aura, and can be used to place demons in it, which is of great benefit to the growth of demons. ]

(End of this chapter)