You Cultivate, I Farm - Chapter 398

[Chapter 395 Flesh Spirit God]

Although he did not see the strangeness of the dark red stone, Lu Xuan recalled Yaogui Teng’s previous achievements and had full confidence in it.

“This is the core area of the cave. Logically speaking, it has been searched by several Daoist Masters. The location of this dark red stone is not considered hidden. It should be that its mystery has not been discovered.”

Lu Xuan’s spiritual consciousness scanned the surroundings and made a judgment in his heart. Several Jiedan masters looked away and put the dark red stones into their storage bags calmly.

After accepting it, he was calm on the surface but a little uneasy in his heart. He pretended to continue searching in the dark red passage. When he saw that Master Jiedan in the distance didn’t respond enough for a long time, he was completely relieved.

“Okay, it’s no use staying any longer. It’s time to return to the sect.”

The voice of the thin old man from the Lingxiao Sect rang throughout the cave.

Upon hearing this, the monks from the three sects all moved closer to Master Jie Dan as quickly as possible.

Lu Xuan and other Tianjian Sect monks followed Gu Jiankong and the others out of the cave and came to the ground.

“I’m going to break through the space barrier of Blessed Land. Please follow me and don’t cause any trouble.”

Gu Jiankong told me lightly, and an invisible small sword flew out from the sword energy.

The sword energy moved vertically and horizontally, magnifying countless times in the blink of an eye, piercing the dark red sky of the blessed land.

Seeing this, Lu Xuan quickly calmed down and allowed Gu Jiankong’s two alchemy master uncles to get caught up in him and fly high into the sky.

I don’t know how much time passed, but in a state of confusion, Lu Xuan finally felt a sense of solidity coming from the soles of his feet.

He shook his head, and the splitting headache in his mind slowed down a lot. When he opened his eyes, he had returned to the inner sect of Tianjian Sect.

A group of monks were standing quietly in the teleportation formation.

“This time we have opened up a new blessed land. Thank you all for your hard work, Master Nephew.”

At the center, Master He, who was in the realm of pill formation, said gently.

“During the whole process, our sect has achieved quite well.” “Most of the magic weapons, spiritual minerals and elixirs, etc. need to be handed over to the sect for disposal. A few cultivation resources belong to you, and they are

considered

part of the reward for you.”

The words of the middle-aged man with elegant temperament made Lu Xuan feel much more at ease.

When the monks of the Tianjian Sect were exploring the blessed land and collecting cultivation resources, they had already handed over everything they needed to hand over, and they had to deal with the rest by themselves.

The weird spiritual soil that Lu Xuan took away, with the promise of his true disciple Huo Lin’er, was completely his own.

“When the corresponding halls of the sect are properly settled, we will discuss rewards for merit and reward each nephew with different treasures.”

“Okay, let’s go back to the cave first and rest for a few days.”

Hearing what Uncle Jiedan said, many people present The inner disciples all breathed a sigh of relief, showing signs of exhaustion.

Except for a few Lu Xuan, most of the monks from Tianjian Sect are on the front line. They are always facing sneak attacks from various evil beasts and mutant spiritual plants. Their minds have been tense and they dare not relax at all. At this moment, they have accumulated for a long time. Only then can the negative emotions be released.

“Junior Brother Lu, according to what Uncle He said, you, the spiritual planter who stayed behind, will probably be rewarded a lot.”

Huo Lin’er smiled and walked up to Lu Xuan, with an old-fashioned look on her young face.

“I just did some insignificant logistics work, which is not as good as the life and death battles of the brothers and sisters on the front line.”

Lu Xuan said modestly.

“Junior Brother Lu, don’t say that, otherwise I will be ashamed.”

“We did kill a lot of evil beasts and hunted many mutant spiritual plants, but in terms of our contribution to the blessed land this time, I’m afraid we and the True Inheritors Not even as good as you, junior brother.”

There was a bit of enthusiasm in Huo Lin’er’s tone.

During this trip to the blessed land, Lu Xuan’s achievements in spiritual cultivation really surprised him. Lu Xuan, who originally didn’t care much about being a spiritual cultivation master, had a huge change in his attitude after experiencing several things.

In the camp, Lu Xuan relied on his knowledge of the mutant spiritual plants and his small knowledge to exchange for a large number of more valuable mutant spiritual plants for the sect. On the way, he also helped Huo Lin’er and others discover the weakness of the mutant dodder silk. , allowing them to gain an advantage over the other two monks.

Finally, deep in the cave, when everyone was trapped by the Thousand-Armed Spirit Plant Formation, Lu Xuan came up with an ingenious method to easily break the Spirit Plant Formation.

In addition, there are also the various research results on the mutant spiritual plants in the sect in the early days, and the assistance to fellow sects when the monster puppets attacked the camp…

A spiritual planter shines brightly in the blessed land, and his presence cannot be ignored.

This made Huo Lin’er, one of the true successors, want to make friends and took the initiative to show his goodwill to Lu Xuan.

After Lu Xuan, Huo Lin’er and others chatted for a while, they left and couldn’t wait to return to the cave.

When he opened the streamer array, the fat bird welcomed him out enthusiastically, chirping non-stop, expressing his longing for Lu Xuan.

Lihuo Jiao, rock-shelled turtles, and poisonous heart-eating insects also circled around Lu Xuan. Even the two-headed armadillo that had been hidden in the mountain for a long time also came out, took a look from a distance, and returned to Inside the mountain.

Lu Xuan calmed the spirit beasts for a while and entered the house.

This trip to the blessed land was full of rewards, and the sect’s rewards should not disappoint him. In addition, they also received many rare treasures.

Nether mud flesh, evil spiritual soil, can be used to cultivate corresponding underworld spiritual plants.

In terms of spiritual seeds, there is one arrow vine seedling, three arrow vine spiritual seeds, eighteen Thousand Qiu Hand spiritual seeds, and several third-grade mutant spiritual seeds.

“Thousand-hand spirit seeds naturally have to be planted in the small courtyard of Jianmen Town. However, as there are more and more spiritual plants in the underworld, the yard area is not enough. We have to find an opportunity to change to a better and safer spiritual field.”

Lu Xuan muttered. Then, he rowed the Qianqiu Hand Spirit Seed aside.

“With such a big cave, it seems there aren’t many empty spiritual fields left.”

He looked at the arrow vines and other spiritual seeds with a somewhat worried expression.

“Hey, it’s still the same as in the previous life. I can’t change my bad habit of collecting seeds.”

“As soon as I saw the high-quality seeds, I couldn’t help but collect them without thinking about whether I could put them down.”

Lu Xuan sighed.

“And this dark red stone…”

He took out the dark red stone that caused the Demonic Vine to react abnormally from his storage bag. He looked at it for a moment, but still found no mystery.

“When you are in doubt, you will know one thing.”

He found an empty spiritual field and used the Earth Drawing Technique. A crack appeared in the spiritual field, and the dark red stone was included in it.

My mind was focused on it, and no thoughts as expected appeared.

“It shouldn’t be…could it be that the demon ghost vine made a mistake?”

Lu Xuan took out the dark red stone and thought of the unknown flesh and blood power in the blessed land and the corpse of the seventh-grade monster beast in the center of the cave, and an idea flashed in his mind.

Take out a piece of fresh monster flesh from the storage bag and smear it on the surface of the dark red stone.

With anticipation, my mind refocused on the dark red stone.

A thought came to mind.

[The flesh-spirit god, the evil spirit, is being gestated and nourished by the flesh and blood of the seventh-level monster beast, and can give birth to a powerful evil spirit. 】

【It can emit a strange breath of flesh and blood, and invisibly, contaminate all creatures within a certain range. 】

【Likes to eat flesh and blood. After fully growing up, he can master powerful flesh and blood secret techniques and control the flesh and blood of all things within a certain range. His strength is comparable to that of Nascent Soul monks. 】

(End of this chapter)