"Although there is competition between the nine sword peaks, it is Lu's honor to be able to do his best to the masters and brothers of Baigong Jianfeng."

Lu Xuan naturally refused to let go of the high-level spiritual plant that was delivered to the door for free and readily agreed.

"Okay, then thank you Junior Brother Lu."

"With the purity of the spiritual energy in the Sword Sect and your superb cultivation level, you should not worry about the survival rate."

"As for becoming a hundred-year-old spiritual material, it may not take fifty years. If it is a thousand-year-old spiritual material, it will be more difficult."

Xu Wenbai said gently.

A century-old Wugang Wood does not mean that it must be cultivated for many years.

The spiritual energy in the Sword Sect is pure and rich, and the Sword Master of Lu Xuan specially gave him the Sword Master, who is firmly at the forefront of the Dongxuan Sword Sect.

With his careful cultivation, normally, it can be cultivated into sixth-grade spiritual wood in thirty or fifty years. If we use the ripening treasures such as the Shenmu Green Pot and Hunyuan Sap, the time will be shorter.

Xu Wenbai didn't stay for long and said goodbye and left.

After Lu Xuan watched him leave, he came to the spiritual field.

He took out the sword quenching house, and based on the sacrifice and refining method taught by Xu Wenbai, he initially mastered the treasure and threw it into the air.

Suddenly, the sword quenching house grew rapidly and turned into a house made of sword energy, covering the Qingxuan and prosperous sword grass and the Free and Infinite Sword Grass.

"Thank you for the great gift from Baigong Jianfeng. There is no sword energy treasure land, so I will make one for myself."

Lu Xuan smiled, found an empty spiritual field, and planted the six Wugang wood seedlings into the spiritual soil.

As soon as my mind moved, clouds surged above the seedlings, and in an instant, strands of spiritual rain fell down and penetrated into the seedlings' branches and leaves.

Lu Xuan's mind condensed on the seedlings, and a thought flashed through the sea of ​​consciousness.

[Wugang wood, a year-like spiritual wood, can reach sixth grade in a hundred years and seventh grade in a thousand years. It has extremely hard texture and contains pure Gangqi. It is the best spiritual wood for forging high-level magic weapons. It needs to be planted in the spiritual soil with rich golden and iron energy during the cultivation process.]

"The spiritual soil with rich golden and iron aura is currently the sword energy spiritual field that can meet the early needs of spiritual plants. In the later stage, you still have to get the corresponding spiritual soil."

Lu Xuan thought to himself.

After the sword energy penetrates into the spiritual field, it is combined with the sand and gravel in it to breed a certain amount of metal and iron energy, so there is no need to worry about the early growth of Wugang wood.

"Two thousand sword seals, Baigong Sword Peak is generous."

Lu Xuan glanced at the pile of sword seals left by Xu Wenbai on the table, and put them into the gluttonous insect sac.

"After the spiritual wood matures, harvest a wave of light balls, and then go to Baigong Jian Peak to harvest a wave of rewards, making a big profit!"

"I hope that the other seven sword peaks will have similar commissioned planting behaviors."

Lu Xuan was in a happy mood after getting six high-level spiritual trees for free.

Two months later, a messenger talisman flew out of the cave.

"It turns out that Senior Brother Huo returned to the sect and invited me to have a small gathering with Senior Brother Ge."

After Lu Xuan learned the specific information in the talisman, he came to his cave according to the agreed time of Huo Lin'er.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Huo on his successful return!"

Lu Xuan entered Huoliner's cave with a familiar path, held up the two bottles of spiritual wine in his hand, and congratulated loudly.

"Junior Brother Lu is so polite!"

Huo Lin'er greeted her with a smile, and Ge Pu came out with a smile.

After not seeing each other for several years, the relationship between the three has not yet broken up. Let’s chat together about Huo Liner’s experience in an unknown cave.

Speaking of the thrilling place, Lu Xuan exclaimed from time to time, as if he had been immersed in Huo Lin'er and experienced it himself.

"Backing a behemoth like the Sword Sect is a blessing for our cultivators."

Speaking of the latter, Huo Lin'er couldn't help but sigh.

"This time, many fellow disciples got countless treasures, but only a small part of them were killed or injured. If there were no support from the Sword Sect, there would definitely be no such result."

"My fellow students who were killed and injured were a little unlucky."

Lu Xuan couldn't help but say.

Although only a small number of fellow disciples died in that cave, there were many of them who could go to the battlefield.

"There is no way, the treasure of opportunity will not fall from the sky in vain. If you are unwilling to bear this risk, then the path of cultivation can be said to have stopped here."

Huo Lin'er said lightly, and Ge Pu on the side nodded and agreed.

Lu Xuan raised his white jade wine glass aside and drank a sip of Huanzhen sword liquid to cover up the little guilt that arises deep in his heart.

After coming out of Huoliner's cave, Lu Xuan was speeding up in the sky at a high speed. Suddenly, the sword grass with light-splitting under his feet stopped and his eyes were attracted by a strange existence not far away.

"Jian Xuan Hedge came out to pick up the scattered scattered not long after?"

The strange creature was the sword Xuanhedge of Baigong Sword Peak. It was covered with sword blades and was searching everywhere for abandoned flying swords, spiritual mines and free sword energy, and was full of stealth.

After discovering Lu Xuan's figure, it was stunned, like a hedgehog rolling at a very fast speed, running towards Lu Xuan.

Although its spiritual intelligence is far lower than that of the same level of spirit beasts, Lu Xuan remembers it clearly for solving his abnormal problems.

Of course, there is also the Thousand Thunder Sword Grass he fed at that time.

"stop!"

Lu Xuan slapped it casually, and a thick spiritual power surged out, isolating the sword Xuanhedgehog half a foot away.

Jian Xuanheeder kept beating, looking like he was asking for caress.

"I'm not easy to do if you do this."

Lu Xuan smiled bitterly, took out a third-grade Fenglei Sword Grass from the storage bag and threw it to Jian Xuan Hedge.

I don’t know how Jian Xuanheng got his mouth, but with a click, the wind and thunder sword grass, which was born with a sword weapon, was divided into two, and strands of thunder energy were scattered out.

Lu Xuan enjoyed the space of the Fenglei Sword Grass in Jian Xuan Hedge, took the initiative to come over, touching the sword blade from time to time and the sharp thorn.

"It is indeed a rare variety. It can actually absorb and refine the abandoned flying swords and refine them into sword blades that grow outside the body."

"By the way, you have absorbed so many abandoned flying swords and spirit mines. Are there any fine sand containing the aura of gold and iron in your body?"

"If so, I'll feed you a few more high-quality sword grasses."

Lu Xuan had a sudden whim and asked curiously.

Jian Xuanheng chewing on the sword grass while slowly rolling, as if digesting the meaning of Lu Xuan's words.

Soon, it stopped and a small canopy of sand and gravel sprayed out from nowhere.

“It really is.”

Lu Xuan was overjoyed, but he didn't expect that there was really such kind of sand and gravel in Jian Xuanheng's body.

He rolled up the fine sand and gravel in one hand. The sand and gravel were of different colors, light gold, dark black, and deep red... and he could vaguely feel a sharp breath when he gathered together.

"After helping Jian Xuanheng solve the abnormality, he obtained the Wugang Wood. Now he has obtained the gold, iron and gravel that cultivates Wugang Wood from it. He drinks and pecks every time, and he will have his own fixed number..."

Lu Xuan sighed in a low voice.

After Jian Xuanheng finished eating the Fenglei Sword Grass, he took out a few third-grade fourth-grade sword grasses and threw them to it.

There are not many other spiritual plants in his storage bag, but there are a lot of sword grass.

"After that being said, Jian Xuan Hedge has so many sword blades of varying lengths and thicknesses, which is a perfect match for the chromogenic scabbard!"

He looked at Jian Xuanheng, whose sword blades were covered with sword blades, and a strange thought came to his mind.

Jian Xuanheng seemed to feel something, and she felt an instinctive discomfort. She couldn't help but sway it gently, and then focused all her attention on the sword grass in her mouth.
Chapter completed!