You Cultivate, I Farm - Chapter 421

[Chapter 417 My scabbard is already thirsty]

“Fifth-grade magic weapon!”

“It’s a special magic weapon for souls!”

Lu Xuan was overjoyed. Although the thorn cone in his hand had a single function, it was extremely powerful.

Divine soul magic weapons are extremely rare and rare. Once used, they are hard to guard against and difficult to resist.

“There is one more fifth-grade treasure.”

“The Void Nightmare Eye, which is good at illusions and can detect large areas, has the “Pure Yang True Fire Barrel” with the most powerful pure Yang true fire, and the space treasure Gluttonous Insect Bag, now added With a fifth-grade Stinging God Cone, it is estimated that many true disciples in the sect will have a net worth like mine.”

A smile appeared on Lu Xuan’s lips.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

With a thought in his mind, Lu Xuan summoned the fat bird, and his spiritual consciousness communicated with it, and it arrived outside the sword hall in less than half a moment.

Passing through the sword energy restriction, he came to a towering mountain peak shaped like a sharp sword.

Lu Xuan settled the fat bird, and the sword hall disciples came over to take the fat bird over and extract it afterwards.

“Senior Brother Shen.”

Lu Xuan found Shen Ye and greeted him.

“Junior Brother Lu, you are here.”

Shen Ye said gently with a smile.

“Senior brother, please take me to the sword pool.”

“Easy to say.” Shen Ye nodded and led Lu Xuan into a vast hall.

There were already seven or eight Sword Hall disciples waiting in the hall, some holding swords or carrying sword cases on their backs, each with extraordinary bearing.

“This is Zhong Baiyu, who has cultivated in the late stage of Foundation Establishment and is proficient in sword formation.”

“This is Shi Hao, who has cultivated in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. He has reached the level of proficiency in several high-grade sword techniques and has mastered several different sword intentions.”

“This is…”

Shen Ye introduced the Sword Hall disciples in the hall to Lu Xuan one by one.

“This is Junior Brother Lu Xuanlu. He is in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. He may not be the best among you in swordsmanship, but he has an extremely terrifying ability to cultivate sword grass.”

“So far, the success rate is 100%, and there is no lack of good quality.

“It’s even possible to improve a new third-grade sword grass.”

“

Hello, Junior Brother Lu.” A fellow disciple of the late Foundation Establishment School named Zhong Baiyu greeted Lu Xuan with a smile.

He has a handsome figure and a round face that looks like a Maitreya Buddha with a kind smile.

“Hello, Junior Brother Lu.”

…

Some of the seven or eight fellow disciples greeted him warmly, not looking down upon Lu Xuan at all because of his status as a spiritual planter.

According to Shen Ye, although Lu Xuan’s swordsmanship may be average, being able to enter the sword pool to search for swords is certainly something special.

There were two or three others who just nodded slightly, with slightly cold expressions.

These people were all obsessed with swords and spent most of their time and energy practicing sword techniques and honing their sword skills. They didn’t care that Lu Xuan was qualified to enter the sword pool by cultivating sword grass.

Of course, they are all from the same school, and there is no conflict of interest, so there is no behavior of ridicule and contempt.

Lu Xuan had a smile on his face. He would chime in with those who came up to make friends, but he would not take the initiative to warm up to those who were indifferent to him.

He did not refute Shen Ye’s statement that his swordsmanship was average.

After absorbing many sword art experience packs, he has reached an extremely sophisticated level in the “Four Seasons Sword Art”, “Wind and Thunder Sword Art”, and “Starlight Sword Art”.

He also carefully cultivated two fourth-grade sword grasses, Sword Peacock and Sword Thousand Xiao, and used the Sword Jue and Sword Formation very frequently. The corresponding “Thousand Owl Sword Jue” and “Peacock Sword Formation” are also at a high level.

Maybe he is not as good as all the swordsman geniuses in the hall, but he is confident that he will not be at the bottom, and his average level is still there.

“Although I don’t have the talent for swordsmanship and don’t have a lot of time to practice sword arts, I do have the light group experience package.”

Lu Xuan thought secretly.

After waiting for a while, a woman with a cold temperament walked into the spacious hall.

The woman has a slender sword that looks like a swimming dragon pinned to her hair. A pair of delicate sword earrings hang from her earlobes. She sways gently as she walks, with a subtle sword energy lingering around her.

It was Jian Wuxia who had met several times in the new blessed land full of mutant spiritual plants. He was one of the seventeen true successors in the sect and a frequent visitor to the sword pool.

“Senior Sister Wuxia.”

Lu Xuan and the others greeted him respectfully.

It can be seen that she has a very high prestige among many swordsman geniuses, and there is even a bit of fanaticism in the eyes of several people looking at her.

“In this treasure hunt in the Sword Pond, I will be the team leader for you. I will lead you all into the Sword Pond to maintain the stability of the Sword Pond and the order among the fellow sects. I hope that we can advance and retreat together and not hurt the friendship between the fellow sects.”

The cold woman said softly. He nodded lightly and spoke softly, his voice like cold spring water.

“Okay.”

“Everything depends on Senior Sister.”

Everyone agreed.

Jian Wuxia waved one hand, and ten special spiritual fruit-like things appeared in the low air, spinning around everyone.

The spirit fruit seemed to be composed of countless tiny sword rays, automatically condensing together, and endless sword energy that was imperceptible to the naked eye was surging inside, as if it could burst out with extremely terrifying power at any time.

“Among you, some of you are entering the sword pool for the first time. I will give you a brief introduction.”

Jian Wuxia stretched out her hand, and ten sword energy spirit fruits slowly floated into the sky above her palm.

“This is the sword fruit, a special treasure condensed from countless sword energies in the sword pool. It is the key factor to stay in the sword pool for a long time.”

“There are countless powerful and mysterious sword energies swimming around in the sword pool. If you notice someone invading it, , you will swarm forward and face the siege of countless sword qi at the same time.”

“With this sword fruit, the aura on your body can be integrated with the sword pool, and the sword qi will not actively attack you in a wide range.”

“Of course, it cannot. Therefore, if you are careless and wantonly provoke Jianchi’s sword energy, they will still attack you. By then, the sword fruit may not be able to save you,”

Jian Wuxia introduced to the crowd in detail, one sword fruit flying above the palm of his hand. In front of everyone.

Lu Xuan curiously picked off this special sword spirit fruit, feeling the slight sharpness in his palm, and observed it carefully with interest.

As a spiritual planter, I am extremely sensitive to the word “fruit”.

“Junior brother Lu, this is your first time entering the sword pool. If you don’t understand anything, just ask me.”

Jian Wuxia took a few steps forward, came to Lu Xuan, and asked softly.

“Thank you, Senior Sister Wuxia, for your concern. There is nothing unclear at the moment. If there is any need for Senior Sister’s help, Junior Brother, I will not be polite.”

Lu Xuan said quickly.

Seeing Jian Wuxia take the initiative to ask Lu Xuan, the gazes of the previously indifferent Jian Tang disciples looking at Lu Xuan changed immediately.

Jian Wuxia was respected in their hearts, and he could convince the proud people in the art of swordsmanship. They didn’t expect that such a being would deign to take the initiative to care for a sword and grass spiritual planter.

Lu Xuan took a few steps back without leaving a trace, gently threw the sword spirit fruit in his hand, and felt the throbbing from the Yangxuan sword scabbard on his waist.

After seeing many sword hall disciples, Lu Xuan could feel a desire from the scabbard. After ten sword fruits appeared, this desire reached the extreme.

“My scabbard is already thirsty.”

Lu Xuan couldn’t help but think.

(End of chapter)