Chapter 1082 Alertness
After developing this Sword Black Hedgehog offline, Lu Xuan only had to wait quietly for the other Sword Black Hedgehogs to come to his door.
Every once in a while, he would take out the Yangxuan Sword Sheath from Xinjian Lake, in the name of maintaining the whole body of the Sword Xuan Hedgehog, so that the scabbard could enjoy the feeling of thousands of swords piercing the core.
The efficiency of the scabbard was greatly improved as a result, and two more mutated Thousand Thunder Sword Grass Spirit Seeds were obtained later.
After he ripened it, there were eight mutated fourth-grade Thousand Thunder Sword Grasses in total.
If an ordinary spiritual plant master wants to improve a fourth-grade mutated spiritual plant in a short period of time, he doesn't know how much time and effort it will take.
And he has the Sword Qi Treasure Dixin Jianhu Villa provided by the Huanzhen Sword Master, the Xuan Yang Sword Sheath that can stimulate the sword grass spiritual seeds, and the special ability to grasp the detailed information of the spiritual seeds at any time, which allows him to improve his spiritual skills. The efficiency of Zhongshi far exceeds that of other spiritual planters. It is not an exaggeration to say that one person is worth a sect.
On this day, when he was inspecting the status of many spiritual plants in the spiritual field, suddenly, a gentle voice sounded outside the cave.
"Junior Brother Lu, are you in the cave?"
Lu Xuan's spiritual consciousness swept over and found Mo Yuanfeng standing quietly at the entrance of the cave.
"Senior Brother Mo, have you finished your retreat?"
He greeted him with a smile.
"Well, I spent a lot of time to understand a magical power, but fortunately I gained something."
Mo Yuanfeng and Lu Xuan entered the quiet courtyard together.
"Then you have to celebrate."
Lu Xuan immediately took out a bottle of Huanzhen Sword Liquid and poured a full cup for Mo Yuanfeng.
"I came here this time not to tell my junior brother about my experience of seclusion."
Mo Yuanfeng said softly, his expression a bit heavy.
"Senior brother, please speak."
Lu Xuan looked solemn when he heard this.
"Junior Brother Wan Zhong Wan failed to break through the Nascent Soul."
"ah?"
Mo Yuanfeng's simple words made Lu Xuan's ears feel like thunder was exploding.
He responded subconsciously, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Then...how is Senior Brother Wan's current situation?"
Lu Xuan pondered for a moment and asked slowly.
"After you warm up and cultivate some spiritual consciousness in the God-Stealing Jade, you can try to enter the so-called Huangliang Township."
The more spiritual consciousness he has, the greater his chances of escaping from Huangliang Township. With the guidance of Huangliang Jade Pillow, Lu Xuan has enough confidence to venture into the rumored Huangliang Township.
Soon, a year passed.
During this period, he basically focused on two things, cultivating spiritual plants and preparing for the breakthrough to the Nascent Soul.
Everything is developing step by step.
On this day, he came to the cave where Chongxu Sword Peak Wanzhong was located.
"Senior Brother Zhou?"
Outside the cave, Lu Xuan unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance before he informed Wan Zhong.
It was Zhou Chao who had a brief relationship with Liyang Dao Sect, who also entered the realm of Dan-Jie perfection early, but his attitude toward cultivation was different from Wan Zhong's.
Zhou Chao has an indifferent temperament and is unsmiling. He puts all his thoughts on practice. He is a real practice madman.
Coupled with Lu Xuan's respectful attitude toward Senior Brother Zhou, this was the first time the two of them had met each other in the years since they returned to Sword Sect.
"Junior Brother Lu."
Zhou Chao twitched the corner of his mouth and said in a hoarse voice. It could be seen that he seldom communicated with others on weekdays.
After the two of them entered via message, Wan Zhong came out quickly.
"Junior Brother Zhou, Junior Brother Lu, why are you here?"
"Come here and have a few cups of spirit brew with Senior Brother Wan, and I happened to meet Senior Brother Zhou."
Lu Xuan shook the wine bottle in his hand and said with a smile.
"Just in time, let's get drunk on Trinity Day and solve a thousand worries!"
Wan Zhong smiled heartily.
There is a small golden clock tied around his waist. There are cracks of different lengths and thicknesses on the surface of the clock, showing an ancient and mottled look. It is unknown how many years it has been there.
During the gentle shaking, a clear and long bell sound occasionally sounded. The sound echoed for a long time and spread into the sea of consciousness, seeming to heal all the confusion and trauma deep in the soul.
"This is a rare treasure lent to me by the Chongxu Sword Master. It is of great benefit to monks whose souls have been severely injured. Carrying it with them at all times can warm the soul and heal it as soon as possible."
Wan Zhong saw the two of them glance at the ancient clock on their waists and explained with a smile.
Although his expression was still as free and easy as usual, Lu Xuan caught a hint of haze that appeared and fell in his brows.
"Why are you two brothers standing at the door? Hurry up and have a few drinks, otherwise my spiritual brew will evaporate."
Lu Xuan said with a smile.