Chapter 471: Death cultivation, gift of sword talisman
The time at the helm of Blessed Land passed quickly.
Lu Xuan does not need to do anything in the blessed land personally. He rarely has time to practice, and he practices and visualizes several techniques obtained from the light group every day.
In my spare time, I went to sit with White Ape and Dragon Turtle.
Under his efficient handling of the ferocious beast experiments in the forbidden area, there is no need to go there every day.
Every few days, he would go in and collect scraps of monster flesh and blood, the essence and blood of monster beasts that failed to fuse, and the ghosts and resentments floating in the dark red passage like lonely ghosts.
Occasionally go back to the sect cave to take a look and take care of the many spiritual plants. By the way, you can visit the underworld courtyard and the incomplete secret realm to meet the needs of the spiritual plants.
During this period, another emperor's liquid erupted in the blessed land. Lu Xuan collected a lot of it and even looted the old dragon turtle's.
In this way, March passed quickly.
On this day, he returned to the sect.
Sitting on the spiritual crane, Lu Xuan was keenly aware that the atmosphere in the inner sect was a little different from usual.
Occasionally, he saw a few classmates. Before Lu Xuan could say hello, he left in a hurry, as if something was chasing him behind him.
Lu Xuan returned to the cave with some confusion, cultivating spiritual plants and raising spiritual beasts with peace of mind, just like a diligent spiritual planter.
The next day, he came to the cave where Huo Lin'er was.
"Junior brother Lu, aren't you going to take care of the blessed land? Why do you have time to come to my place?"
When Huo Lin'er saw Lu Xuan, there was a trace of surprise on his young face.
"A few fellow disciples are watching in the blessed land. Everything is fine. I will come back to see the spiritual plants in the cave."
"By the way, Senior Brother Huo, when I came back I saw many of my fellow students in a hurry, but what big thing happened?"
Lu Xuan asked curiously.
"A big event has happened in the world of spiritual practice recently. A large secret realm has appeared in the Black Demon Abyss. Evil spirits are everywhere in it, but there are also many hidden opportunities."
"It is said that some monks have obtained more than one fifth-level technique and magic weapon from it. After the news spread, countless monks were attracted to that secret realm, hoping to gain a chance."
Hearing this, Lu Xuan nodded thoughtfully.
"Why, Junior Brother Lu, are you not attracted to fifth-grade treasures?"
Huo Lin'er asked with a smile.
"Senior brother, you are joking. I am a mid-stage foundation-building monk. How can I not be tempted by a treasure at the level of pill formation?"
Lu Xuan laughed dumbly.
This is true. Although he already has a lot of fifth-grade treasures in his hands, no one would be too short of something of this level.
"I have the idea of going to explore. If Junior Brother Lu is interested, how about coming with me?"
"If there is a true senior brother leading us, safety will go without saying."
"However, Junior Brother, I still have some self-awareness. Although my cultivation is acceptable, I have neither a protective weapon nor a powerful magic spell. If I follow Senior Brother, I will only become a burden to you, Senior Brother, so I'd better treat you honestly. It’s better to be in the sect.”
"No matter what, I respect my junior brother's thoughts. As long as we practice a certain discipline, we cannot avoid the word 'struggle'. Only by striving hard can we get great opportunities and have the possibility of going further."
"Even if you don't want to fight with other monks, they will take the initiative to fight with you. These are unavoidable."
Huo Lin'er's childish face had a certain maturity that didn't match his age.
"Senior Brother, what you say makes sense, but Junior Brother, I have made up my mind."
Lu Xuan said with a smile.
"You fight for what you have, I have my own track, no one will fight with me."
He sighed silently in his heart.
"Since junior brother insists on choosing the path of spiritual planter, I won't force you."
Huo Lin'er just said casually that he himself had advanced cultivation and outstanding talent. As a true successor of the Tianjian Sect, he was full of treasures. Naturally, he didn't mind what Lu Xuan thought.
Inviting Lu Xuan only valued his talent in spiritual planting.
"Then I wish senior brother that he will get great opportunities and the treasure he loves!"
Lu Xuan smiled and blessed.
He bid farewell to Huo Lin'er and returned to the cave.
After resting for a while, he was about to go to the Lingtian to inspect the spiritual plants, but Baili Jianqing came to the door.
"Brother Lu, Brother Lu, have you ever heard of the new large-scale secret realm in the Black Demon Abyss?"
He came in excitedly and couldn't wait to say to Lu Xuan.
"Yes, I heard that many people died inside, including a large number of monks."
Lu Xuan said.
Baili Jianqing immediately calmed down a lot after he poured cold water on her head.
"You can't just see those, there are more monks who get the opportunity, and the majority are the ones who survive."
"So are you planning to go in and take a look?"
Lu Xuan asked with a cold face.
"Yes, it's not easy to get such a great opportunity. If you don't fight for it, you will definitely regret it later."
Baili Jianqing said solemnly.
"Are you willing even if there is a risk of life and death?"
Baili Jianqing nodded solemnly.
"As a disciple of the sect, and with my fellow disciples accompanying me, I am confident that I will escape unscathed."
"Senior Brother Lu, don't you plan to go to the secret realm and have a look?"
"I don't have that idea." Lu Xuan replied lightly.
"It's a pity. Senior Brother Lu, you have a mid-stage foundation-building cultivation level, which is better than mine and several of my friends from the same discipline. I thought I could take this opportunity to hug your thighs."
Baili Jianqing chuckled, his slender eyes narrowed into slits.
"My cultivation base is all accumulated through the accumulation of pills, just to improve my realm and cultivate more spiritual plants.
Other spells, magic weapons, talismans, etc. are all mediocre and not as good as those practitioners who have experienced countless life and death battles. "
Lu Xuan said casually.
"Then I will go there with some of my classmates to explore in a few days."
Baili Jianqing said with a smile.
"Wait a minute, there is a fourth-grade sword talisman here. It is my protective treasure. I have been reluctant to use it. I will lend it to you this time."
He called Baili Jianqing to stop, casually made up a reason, and threw him a Xiaohai Sword Talisman.
"It can be used by directly stimulating it. The power is closely related to the sword aura inspired."
"It can only be used in dangerous situations. Remember to return it to me when you come back."
He had met Baili Jianqing before he entered the sect, and they usually got along well with each other. He was one of the few good friends in the Tianjian Sect and the one with the lowest cultivation level. Lu Xuan was worried about his safety, so he lent him a fourth-grade Xiao Sea Sword Talisman.
This is the maximum treasure he can bring out. If there are more, or if the grade is higher, it will arouse unnecessary suspicion, and there is no guarantee that Baili Jianqing will not be suspicious of the treasure.
"Thank you, Brother Lu! I will definitely take advantage of the opportunity to use this sword talisman! If I use it in a hurry, I will definitely compensate you the original price, Brother Lu."
Baili Jianqing took the sword talisman, felt the surging sword energy inside the sword talisman like ocean waves, took a deep breath, and said solemnly.
The fourth-grade sword talisman is a peerless treasure for him who is still in the early stage of foundation building. In some cases, it is tantamount to having one more chance to save his life.
"Go, go, come back safely."
Lu Xuan waved to him and walked straight into the spiritual field.
