Chapter 1242 Bad News

"Junior Brother Lu, these two true disciples have extraordinary origins. It is said that Senior Brother He has a piece of immortal bone in his body. He is powerful and it is as easy for him to break through the realm as drinking water."

"Senior Brother Zhu is the descendant of a ancestor who has reached the state of transformation. He is gifted and can detect the subtle differences between various spiritual minerals. He has a very high success rate in refining tools. He is also good at nurturing the spirituality of high-level magic tools and has many magic weapons in his hands."

"Junior Brother, you can make friends with them. Maybe one day you can help a lot."

Suddenly, Mo Yuanfeng's voice sounded in Lu Xuan's ears.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Mo, for telling me. Junior Brother will keep it in mind."

Lu Xuan sent him a voice transmission.

Mo Yuanfeng nodded slightly and continued to introduce the other Nascent Soul youths present to Lu Xuan.

Although their status is not as good as He Qingping and the other three, they are also the most outstanding people of the younger generation in the Sword Sect, and each of them has a promising future.

Lu Xuan had met two or three of them once, and the rest had heard that he had improved the new sixth-grade sword grass, so they were very polite to him.

"Junior Brother Lu, I would like to ask you about the experience of cultivating sword grass. Please help me."

Lu Xuan chose a corner to sit down. Just after tasting a few spiritual fruits, a handsome young man came over.

"Brother Bai, please ask, I will tell you everything I know."

Lu Xuan smiled slightly.

The young sword cultivator in front of him was named Bai Chungang, from Chunyang Sword Peak, and he was very knowledgeable about swordsmanship.

During the conversation, Lu Xuan learned that Bai Chungang had planted a seventh-grade sword grass, which had been cultivated for nearly eighty years and was already in the late stage of growth.

He was afraid that there would be any problems, so he came to communicate with Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan planted countless high-level sword grasses, and even an eighth-grade extinction sword grass. Although that special ability played a crucial role, he also explored some unique experiences, and occasionally a few words of advice benefited Bai Chungang a lot.

"Thank you for your advice, Junior Brother Lu."

Finally, Bai Chungang said with gratitude.

"Brother Bai, you are too polite. Let's communicate with each other."

Lu Xuan smiled and replied.

"Junior Brother Lu's attainments in sword grass are beyond my expectations."

"However, Senior Brother, there is one thing I don't understand. Junior Brother is willing to devote his life to cultivating spiritual plants?"

Bai Chungang asked curiously.

"I can't help it. I am too obsessed with all kinds of rare spiritual plants. I would rather put cultivation second."

Lu Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Brother, I don't know if I should say something."

Bai Chungang pondered for a moment and continued: "Spiritual plants are a minor path after all. Cultivation is the foundation of our generation of cultivators."

"To be honest with you, Senior Brother, I am already satisfied that I can break through to the Nascent Soul Realm by chance. I dare not ask for too much."

"In the future, cultivation will be a step-by-step process and let nature take its course."

Lu Xuan said sincerely.

"Everyone has his own ambitions. I hope Junior Brother Lu can think about his future path."

"I will think about it carefully."

Lu Xuan replied falsely.

He knew that the other party had good intentions, but who made him have this special existence of the light ball?

He could harvest various magical treasures from it. If he didn't go to farm, would he go to practice?

After all, the two had just met not long ago. It was rare for Bai Chungang to remind him. Hearing Lu Xuan's response, he didn't talk too much.

After the gathering, Lu Xuan returned to the cave and went straight into the spiritual field.

"Three hundred years of practice to the late stage of the Nascent Soul..."

"If I increase the output of the Yuanling Ginseng, I can do it."

Lu Xuan's mouth corners rose, and fine sword energy flowed out of his fingertips, whistling and blending into many sword grasses.

Unknowingly, a year passed.

Lu Xuan still stayed in the cave, cultivating spiritual plants with peace of mind, and the disturbances in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

During this period, no major events happened in either the Sword Sect or the cultivation world, and the occasional anecdotes did not arouse Lu Xuan's much interest.

That day, after practicing the magical power of the sleeve in the portable space, he returned to the cave.

As soon as he appeared in the spiritual field, the sharp voice of the white ape sounded outside.

"Master, Senior Ge Pu is here!"

Lu Xuan's figure flashed and he suddenly appeared at the door of the cave. When he saw the expression on Ge Pu's face, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Ge Pu, who had always been gentle as jade, looked very bad, and there was even some sadness in his eyes that was difficult to dissolve.

"Senior Brother Ge, what's wrong?"

Lu Xuan asked with concern.

"Junior Brother Huo's soul lamp... is out!"

Ge Pu took a long breath and said solemnly.

"How is it possible?"

Lu Xuan asked back subconsciously, his tone full of disbelief.

"It's true."

"Junior Brother Huo has been out for more than ten years this time, so I asked the senior brother who is on duty to guard the soul lamp to help me keep an eye on it."

"I just learned from a senior brother that Junior Brother Huo's soul lamp has been extinguished."

Ge Pu sighed.

After Huo Lin'er didn't return for a long time, the two had bad thoughts in their hearts, but they didn't know Huo Lin'er's specific whereabouts and details, so they could only wait in the Sword Sect.

Unexpectedly, what they waited for was such bad news.

Lu Xuan dusted his robes, his expression solemn, facing the sea of ​​sword energy and clouds, and bowed deeply three times.

All kinds of past events emerged in his mind.

The scene where the two met in the Tianjian Sect, and returned to his tribe with Huo Lin'er to check the spiritual plants, Huo Lin'er helped him deal with the evil cultivators who used the Holy Infant Fruit as bait, and came to the reunion in the Dongxuan Sword Sect.

"Brother Huo, have a good journey."

"Alas, Brother Huo is too eager for success."

"One way for practice, you should be anxious and impetuous. Although you have obtained a lot of treasures from those secrets, it is difficult to accept the cost of paying once."

Ge Pu sighed aside.

Lu Xuan nodded silently.

After Huolin Er returned to Jianzong, his practice was not smooth, and even when he returned, he had not broke through the realm of Jiedan.

The gap between the same door with the past is increasing, which made him unacceptable by the pride of heaven. After the help of Lu Xuan suddenly settled in Dan, he was keen to go out to explore the secrets and get a lot of treasures from it.

But I often walk by the river. There are no wet shoes. Exploring the secret is not better than planting fields in Zongmen. I need to face how many hostile monks, monsters, demon and evil spirits. And retreat.

"Brother Ge knows the specific situation of Brother Huo's life?"

Lu Xuan converged and asked calmly.

"It's not clear for the time being, but I will go carefully and see if I can get some information from the rest of the disciples."

Ge Pu shook his head and said.

"Okay, that's trouble Brother Ge, what needs to be a teacher, although you speak."

"If you know the information of the opponent who hurt Brother Huo's life, remember to tell me."

Lu Xuan placed a wooden table in the courtyard. On the table, Huolin Er usually loved the heart of the heart, and said, he said.

Although he was low -key and cautiously acts, Huo Lindier had a deep relationship with him. After getting the news of his life, he kept a lot of anger in his heart and needed to vent.