Chapter 454 The True Legend of Jian Tang

After planting two new Holy Infant Fruit Seeds, Lu Xuan came to the corner of the courtyard.

There was an ordinary dark red stone placed in the corner.

No one could have imagined that this ordinary stone would actually contain a disaster-level evil spirit, a flesh-spirit god with the potential of a Nascent Soul.

He took out a large pile of flesh and blood from the storage bag and covered it on the dark red stone.

The terrifying aura flashed through the stone, and all the flesh and blood gathered around it instantly merged into the stone, as if it had never appeared before.

"This flesh-spirit god's demand for flesh and blood is truly terrifying."

"It has sucked so much flesh and blood while still in the hatching stage."

Lu Xuan looked at the dark red stone in front of him, feeling a little worried.

In the small courtyard of the underworld, Yishou Pantao and Qianqiu Hand both have a great demand for the flesh and blood of monsters. Now with the evil flesh spirit god in the incubation stage, it is difficult to support these three spiritual plants at the same time by normal means.

“We have to find a way to open source it.”

He thought secretly in his heart.

After carefully taking care of all the spiritual plants in the small courtyard of the underworld, Lu Xuan returned to his original appearance and returned to the Tianjian Sect.

There were still two days before the treasure exchange meeting that Huo Lin'er mentioned. He came to the Lingtian and used the earth escape technique to reach the two two-headed armadillos. Sweep them all away.

Then, he brought Wulingrang and Heart Monkey Fruit to the incomplete secret realm.

The spiritual power of the secret realm is pure, which is more suitable for the growth of spiritual plants than the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave. Coupled with the Wuling soil and the spirit rain of the Youquan, planting the fifth-grade heart ape fruit in the secret realm is more conducive to its growth.

Lu Xuan inspected the many spiritual plants in the secret realm. Although the flame fruit and ice rose fruit were not cultivated regularly, their growth progress was pretty good and they had entered the mature stage.

Because the sword-raising gourd is nourished by the sword energy of the second-hand flying sword, its growth rate is only slightly slower than that of the flame fruit, and it has also entered the mature stage.

Lu Xuan seemed to see a large number of fourth-grade sword talismans being nurtured in the gourds with mottled green and surging sword energy.

He came back from the incomplete secret realm and stayed in the sect's cave, cultivating many spiritual plants while waiting for the time of the treasure exchange meeting.

Two days later, he arrived at the location left by Huo Lin'er on time.

"Junior brother Lu, welcome, let me introduce you. This is senior brother Bai Feiyu, the true successor of the sect. He has a superb level of swordsmanship. There are countless evil souls under his sword.

This treasure exchange conference was mainly organized and held by me and him. "

Huo Lin'er, who was wearing a fiery red robe, smiled eagerly when he saw Lu Xuan and introduced him to a young monk next to him.

The monk has a handsome appearance and an unworldly temperament, just like a banished immortal. Hanging on his waist is a pure white sword scabbard. The hilt of the flying sword exposed in the scabbard seems to be a dragon skeleton.

The moment he sensed the flying dragon sword, the simple scabbard on Lu Xuan's waist felt a throbbing feeling, as if he had seen the love sword in a dream.

"Zha Jian, having so many flying swords is not enough. His body is full of flying swords and he still thinks about other flying swords."

Lu Xuan cursed in his heart and passed a thought to Yangxuan Scabbard.

"Hello, Senior Brother Bai."

He said hello to the young swordsman.

"Junior Brother Lu, I have heard of you more than once since I returned to the sect."

A smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth.

"You and I are both disciples of the Sword Hall, but I have been away from the sect for some time in recent years. When I returned to the hall some time ago, I learned that, Junior Brother Lu, you had figured out a seed-condensing method for third-grade sword grass on your own, which really surprised me. admire."

"It turns out to be Senior Brother Bai from Jiantang."

Lu Xuan smiled eagerly and secretly sighed in his heart that Yu Jiantang was indeed the strongest disciple in the sect. Among the few true disciples he had seen, Jian Wuxia and Bai Feiyu in front of him were both disciples of Jiantang.

"Junior Brother Lu, please come in. I hope you can find a wishful treasure."

Bai Feiyu and the other two introduced Lu Xuan into a luxurious hall.

The floor of the hall is covered with the fur of a third-grade demon tiger. Nearly a hundred white jade chairs are arranged in an orderly manner. Dozens of night-time pearls full of aura and light are suspended on the top of the hall. There are more than a dozen beautiful female cultivators holding souls in their hands. Fruit spirit tea keeps shuttling.

Lu Xuan looked around and deliberately chose a remote corner.

As soon as they sat down, they saw Zhong Jingshan who was also hiding in the corner. The two of them greeted each other and then fell into their own worlds.

Although he wanted to stay quietly in the corner, things didn't go as he wanted.

With his reputation in the Lingzhi Path and his achievements in the Sword Hall, monks kept coming over to say hello and communicate.

The visitors were all acquaintances, the small circle of spiritual planters led by Liu Su, the disciples of the Sword Hall, the fellow disciples who had met when opening a new blessed land, and even the strange monks nearby saw this scene and took the initiative to come over to get to know Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan was coping on the surface, but when he saw more monks surrounding the taciturn Zhongjing Mountain not far away, he suddenly felt more balanced.

He secretly observed the inner sect monks who entered the hall one after another.

Among the monks present, there were five true disciples: Jian Wuxia, who had an innate sword body, Zhong Jingshan, who was good at controlling insects, Huo Lin'er, who had a fire spirit body, Bai Feiyu, the true disciple of the sword hall who had just met, and a strange true disciple.

Among the remaining people, there are more than ten people who have reached the perfect state in the late stage of foundation building, and there are dozens of people in the early and middle stage of foundation building, which can be called a huge scale.

Soon, a red light passed by, and Huo Lin'er appeared in front of the hall.

"Fellow disciples, welcome to come and participate in the treasure exchange meeting held by me and Senior Brother Bai Feiyu."

"This treasure exchange conference aims to provide a platform for fellow disciples to exchange treasures, practice experiences, get to know fellow disciples, etc."

"The treasure exchange conference is divided into two parts. The first stage is directional exchange. Fellow disciples can come forward to display their treasures and put forward exchange requirements. Within a certain period of time, everyone below can choose whether to exchange."

"The second stage is free exchange. You can unite with multiple fellow disciples to get what you need in exchange for the treasure you want."

"There is only one rule in this treasure exchange conference. You must not use your power to pressure others, buy or sell by force. If anyone ignores the friendship of the same family and violates this rule, don't blame me and Senior Brother Bai for being rude."

Huo Lin'er's childish face looked solemn, and fire lotus sprouted from his robe.

"Okay, let's start the treasure exchange."

He left a sentence and jumped off the stage.

After a few breaths, a figure quickly rushed to the stage.

A middle-aged monk who was in the late stage of foundation building cupped his hands towards Lu Xuan and others in the audience.

"All senior brothers and sisters, junior brothers and sisters, I will start exchanging treasures today."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange flying sword appeared in front of him.

The flying sword is about three feet long, with a crystal-clear and slender blade shaped like a vertebrae. The coldness permeates the sword, causing a thin layer of white air to appear around the blade.

"The fourth-grade Flying Sword Cold Bone Sword is forged from the bones of the fourth-grade demonic beast Hanxuan Jiao. It can induce extremely cold aura with each move, and is extremely lethal."

"You can exchange it for a defensive magic weapon of the same level, or an elixir of the same level that can improve your cultivation."