Chapter 1167: Retracting the Sword Soul
Inside the cave.
Mu Yuanping and Chen Qingshuang stood on both sides, each reporting to Lu Xuan their recent understanding of cultivation, swordsmanship, spiritual cultivation, etc., as well as the problems they encountered.
As for Li Haotian, he went out on a sword sect mission half a year ago and has not returned yet.
"Master, here are six spiritual grass beads."
After Mu Yuanping briefly talked about the current situation of the medicine garden, he presented six green spiritual beads that exuded rich vitality.
“Not bad.”
Lu Xuan smiled and nodded, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.
This young apprentice is worthy of being an innate wood spirit. The efficiency of condensing the spirit grass beads is getting higher and higher, which makes Lu Xuan extremely satisfied.
After he gave guidance on several spiritual planting issues, Mu Yuanping resigned first.
"Qingshuang, how have you been practicing recently?"
"Back to Master, everything is fine."
Chen Qingshuang said with firm eyes.
"How are fellow Taoist Chen Yuqiu doing lately?"
Lu Xuan asked with concern.
He had an acquaintance with the head of the Chen family, and he also helped the Chen family solve a major family crisis, so he had some impressions of the old man.
"The disciple has been practicing hard in the sect these past few years and has not returned to the Chen family."
"However, there are often letters exchanged, everything is fine at home, and the master of the family has repeatedly told the disciple Son, you must listen carefully to Master’s teachings.”
Chen Qingshuang said in a deep voice.
What she didn't tell Lu Xuanming was that after learning that she had become a disciple of Lu Xuanming, the Chen family's status in the nearby area increased.
Even the sects and forces that had many competitive relationships before took the initiative to express their goodwill, which can be said to have completely changed the fate of the Chen family.
Therefore, she felt endless gratitude to the master in front of her.
After asking some questions, Chen Qingshuang also said goodbye and left.
Lu Xuan also came to the Lingtian to observe the growth of many sword grasses.
Both the Infinite Sword Grass and the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword Grass are growing well.
A large number of fourth-grade and fifth-grade sword grass planted around are also full of vitality, and the entire area is filled with countless subtle sword auras.
In the small sword pond in the center, there are more than thirty spike fish swimming happily, and wisps of sword intent spread out, nourishing the many sword grasses around them.
“Speaking of which, it’s time to go to Xinjian Lake to obtain the sword spirit formed by the ancestor of the Chen family.”
Lu Xuan inspired sword energy as thin as hair to feed those The master of swordsmanship thought secretly in his heart.
As early as the last time he helped the Chen family solve a problem, he got a jade tablet from the head of the Chen family that could nourish the mind. The jade tablet stayed with the original Yuanying ancestor of the Chen family for many years.
In addition, after Chen Qingshuang became his disciple, it had a deeper impact on the fate of the Chen family. He was confident that he could obtain the sword spirit that remained after the death of the Chen family's Yuan Ying ancestor from the depths of the Heart Sword Lake.
The sword soul is full of spirituality and is extremely suitable for being integrated into high-level flying swords and refined into weapon spirits, so that the flying swords can be better controlled and the power of the flying swords can be enhanced.
"Catch more spike fish on the way back and put them in the sword pond to nourish many sword grasses."
After being promoted to Nascent Soul, Lu Xuan can freely enter the Heart Sword Lake.
He immediately stood up and stepped into the huge lake formed by countless sword energy.
His spiritual consciousness swept over and he immediately noticed the figures of more than a dozen spike fish nearby.
The spike fish that had to be trapped in a special way before were now nowhere to be seen in front of him. In less than a moment, he had caught forty or fifty small red fish with strange shapes.
In addition, I also collected more than ten shadow stones. Because they are very popular among sword cultivators, they can be sold at a good price.
As for those angry swordsmen who looked like crazy demons, after killing one of them with a sword energy, they all hid far away out of instinctive fear.
Lu Xuan successfully entered the depths of Xinjian Lake. There are many cemeteries located in the deepest part, where all the Nascent Soul Lords who died normally in the Sword Sect are buried. The cemeteries vary in size, some are very simple, just a stone tablet standing there, and some are like a vast The courtyard is spectacular in size.
Between the cemeteries and the cemeteries, there are various powerful restrictions, which seem to isolate small worlds.
He has entered this place before and has a deep understanding of the swords on many stone tablets.
"Improved the fifth-grade sword grass to improve the overall strength of the Sword Sect. I wonder if the sword spirit who is obsessed with strengthening the Sword Sect will be satisfied."
Lu Xuan quickly entered a place. In the cemetery.
From a distance, you can see a figure sitting gracefully on the stone tablet, seemingly integrated with the stone tablet.
Lu Xuan first bowed respectfully, and then took out an improved Leiyuan Sword Grass.
"Senior brother, this fifth-grade Leiyuan sword grass was improved by me for the Sword Sect, adding another kind of sword grass inherited by the Sword Sect."
"In addition, I also improved it. Please ask your senior brother to take a look at the fourth-grade Small Dongxuan Sword Gourd and Thousand Thunder Sword Grass."
He said to the sword figure sincerely.
"..."
Jian Po had no expression on his face, looking straight ahead, completely ignoring Lu Xuan.
“No response.”
Lu Xuan shook his head.
“It seems that my contribution to the Sword Sect cannot impress this senior brother who is separated by many generations for the time being.”
The sword soul cannot be forcibly subdued, it must be willing to submit to you, otherwise it will end in destruction.
“Go and look elsewhere.”
Lu Xuan slowly backed out and passed a cemetery that impressed him deeply.
"Remember that senior brother's obsession is..."
"Resurrection, my love?"
He chuckled and continued deeper.
Soon, we came to the Yuan Ying ancestor of the Chen family named Chen Xiaobai in his memory.
"Senior Brother Chen, Junior Brother, let me toast you a glass first."
Lu Xuan took out a cup of Huanzhen Sword Liquid and sprinkled it evenly on the stone tablet.
The silver-gray sword liquid shimmered slightly and blended into the stone tablet.
The sword soul on the stone tablet looks calm, but you can feel the pleasure of enjoying the real sword liquid.
"Everything junior brother and others say is absolutely true. If there is any deception of senior brother, I am willing to be struck by lightning."
He said to Jian Po with a solemn expression.
"The Chen family has been in ups and downs since the death of senior brother. Now we finally see hope."
"The young generation with the most outstanding talents in the family has now become my disciple and accepts me. ”
"After the Chen family fell to the bottom, there are now signs of rebound. The group is thriving and its rise again is just around the corner."
"Junior brother, I cannot guarantee that the Chen family will continue to be popular for tens of millions of years. The only one who dares to What the senior brother promised is that as long as the Chen family does not do anything harmful to nature, I can guarantee its prosperity for the rest of my life.”
“In addition, this jade medal was specially given to me by the head of the Chen family, which proves that what I said is true.”
Lu Xuan took out the flawless white jade plaque and handed it to Jian Po with both hands.
Jian Po, who had been silent all this time, finally changed after seeing the jade token.
The figure disintegrated directly and turned into a mass of substance-like sword intent, which fell into Lu Xuan's palm like a stream of light.
The sword intention is pure to the extreme, and with the careful perception of the spirit, one can vaguely detect a hint of spirituality.
(End of this chapter)