Chapter 1025 Meeting with Spirit Brew Master
After Chen Jing left, Jianfeng monks came to visit one after another.
Among them are several spiritual plant masters such as Shang Xiuyuan and Guo Shan, as well as powerful inner disciples like Chen Jing, even Yuanyue Yuanrong, and several Nascent Souls such as Jin Zaiqian. Zhenjun also came here specially to explain to him the importance of the Jianfeng Competition, and his words were full of expectations for Lu Xuan.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is only two months before the official start of the competition.
“Sword Master, why are you here?”
Lu Xuan had just returned from the old sword dragon's place. He saw two silver-white sword lights that looked like dragons flying in the distance. He was excited in his heart and arrived at the gate of the cave in an instant.
"Come here and talk to my nephew about the competition."
Huan Zhen Sword Master said in a pleasant manner, completely unable to recognize the posture of the master of the first peak of Dongxuan Sword Sect.
Lu Xuan nodded heavily and respectfully welcomed Master Huanzhen Sword Master into the cave.
"Recently, there should be many Jianfeng monks coming to bother you, nephew?"
Jian Huanzhen asked calmly.
“Uncle and some brothers came to my nephew’s cave and told me a lot about the Jianfeng Competition.”
Lu Xuan did not dare to hide anything and said truthfully .
"Well, I guess that's the case too."
"But, nephew, don't feel stressed because of this, just treat it with a normal attitude."
"The Thousand Thunder Sword Grass and Xiaodongxuan Sword Gourd you presented earlier have already made a significant contribution to Huanzhen Sword Peak. In the following competitions, you can achieve better results than before if you use them casually."
Jian Huazhen smiled.
"Uncle, don't worry, my nephew will do his best to make as much contribution to Jianfeng as possible."
Lu Xuan immediately expressed his stance.
“Performing well in the Jianfeng Competition will bring no harm to you, my nephew.”
"You will gain a higher status as a result, especially among fellow disciples who are good at spiritual planting, making talismans, etc."
"In addition, if your ranking rises, you will also benefit a lot from the skewed training resources. "
"Jianfeng is really working hard this time, and they are all eager to prove Jianfeng's strength in front of all their fellow disciples."
"It coincides with a significant increase in achievements. The appearance of the nephew greatly increases the possibility of turning over. "
"Encourage each other."
The real sword master gave a few words of encouragement, then said goodbye and left.
Two months passed in the blink of an eye, and the Jianfeng Competition officially began.
Lu Xuan followed the monks from Huanzhen Sword Peak and entered the Sword Palace.
In a wide square, three huge arenas with a radius of several hundred feet rose from the ground. There were countless formations on the ground and edges of the arena, which showed that they were extremely solid.
The monks of the nine sword peaks are divided into nine areas, led by each sword master. Each area has a cold expression and a serious expression. Each area is filled with a chilling atmosphere.
Lu Xuan stood at the forefront of the monks with a solemn expression.
The entire area has the master of the Huanzhen Sword as an arrow. Several Nascent Soul Lords stand side by side. Lu Xuan stands with a dozen of the most powerful inner disciples. It can be seen that he is using the Huanzhen Sword. A high position within the peak.
Suddenly, the clang of swords resounded through the sky, and a giant sword with a thousand feet brought about waves of sword roars and landed in front of the square.
There are countless large characters flying on the giant sword. Among them, the rankings of the major sword peaks are particularly eye-catching, as if they are engraved in the depths of everyone's consciousness.
“First, rush to Xujian Peak!”
"Second, Baigong Sword Peak!"
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"Eighth, Zixiao Sword Peak."
"Ninth, Huazhen Sword Peak."
The monks at Huanzhen Sword Peak looked at the giant sword not far away, staring at the large flowing characters on it, with fighting spirit burning like a blazing flame deep in their eyes.
"This time, Real Jianfeng will definitely be able to prove himself!"
Similar thoughts suddenly emerged from everyone's hearts.
As the thought flashed, hundreds of figures flew out from the depths of the Sword Palace, led by a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe, whose aura was as deep as the sea, giving Lu Xuan the feeling of looking up from a high mountain.
“Could it be that he has the power to transform into gods?”
Lu Xuan was frightened and did not dare to look directly at the other person.
In addition, among the hundreds of figures, there were no less than thirty Nascent Soul Lords, giving Lu Xuan a clearer understanding of the power of the Dongxuan Sword Sect.
"Welcome all fellow Sword Peak disciples to participate in this competition. The rules are the same as those in previous competitions. I hope that all major Sword Peaks can achieve their desired results."
The middle-aged monk led by A deep voice resounded in everyone's hearts. After saying that, his figure disappeared directly into the giant sword, as if monitoring every move of all the Sword Sect monks through the giant sword. "I will preside over the next competition. I hope that all my fellow disciples will not use some dirty tricks to avoid embarrassing each other."
A cold-looking old man floated from the crowd at the rear. Come out, he said coldly.
Several Nascent Soul Lords flew to the top of the ring, each holding an exquisite array disk in their hands.
“These are the judges for the Danjie Disciple Arena Battle.”
Lu Xuan sighed in his heart.
He had already handed in his relevant information on spiritual planting, spiritual brewing and talisman making two months ago.
Of course, we will definitely not tell the whole story. The alchemy and weapon refining and formation methods have not been exposed. The spirit brewing and talisman making have been concealed, not to mention the spiritual plants. The cultivation methods of all seventh-grade spiritual plants. , and several methods of condensing seeds of high-level spiritual plants, which he buried deeply in his heart.
But even so, the part he showed can completely surpass other spiritual planters.
Among them, the Lingbian test is scheduled for tomorrow. Lu Xuan does not need to make any other preparations. He simply stays in the square and watches the fellow disciples of the nine sword peaks compete with each other.
On the three arenas, swordsmanship, magical powers, magic weapons, secret techniques, and talismans were flying all over the sky, and strange phenomena appeared,
which dazzled Lu Xuan who was watching the battle below.
“As expected of a disciple of the Dongxuan Sword Sect, each of them has gone through countless overt and covert fights before they can reach the ring.”
Lu Xuan couldn't help but sigh. Among the magical powers he practiced, swordsmanship and thunder were the most powerful. The rest had to rely on the power of magic weapons.
After watching the battle for a long time, Lu Xuan returned to the cave to rest under Yuan Rong's advice.
The next day, the spiritual brewing competition officially began.
Lu Xuan came to the designated place in the Sword Palace full of fighting spirit.
In a majestic palace, a large number of spiritual brewing materials are placed in the hall.
Many Danjie disciples are slowly patrolling, and there are three Nascent Soul Lords sitting in the center of the hall.
The three of them are all judges of this spirit brewing competition. They are affiliated with Sword Palace. They are either proficient in brewing spirit brewing, or have extremely rich experience in tasting spirit brewing and have unique vision.
"Master nephew Lu Xuan, I have met three master uncles."
Lu Xuan respectfully bowed.
"Lu Xuan? Is this really a new inner disciple that Jianfeng has acquired in recent years?"
A young man with a somewhat proud expression raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully.
“It’s this junior.”
Lu Xuan replied quickly.
"It turns out to be Master Nephew Lu! When I saw him today, he is indeed outstanding in style and well-deserved for his reputation."
A gentle female cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul said softly.
"I heard that my nephew has opened a shop in Jianyuan City, which sells several high-end spiritual brews. It is popular in Jianzong and the supply exceeds the demand."
The female cultivator said softly.
"Indeed, especially the real sword liquid, even in the sword sect, it has been almost lost. I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to taste it often now."
An elegant middle-aged Wang Wang Lu Xuan's eyes were filled with admiration.
“It turns out that the Huanzhen Sword Liquid in Jianyuan City came from the hands of Master Nephew Lu.”
First, the young Yuanying monk adjusted his posture and looked at Lu Xuan carefully.
“In my opinion, even the two senior brothers are far inferior to nephew Lu in brewing spirit brewing.”
“Qi admits this, at least I can brew spiritual wine. You can’t make a true sword liquid.”
The elegant monk said with a smile.
“There is no doubt about my nephew’s spiritual brewing skills, but I still have to go through the formalities.”
The young man paused and said slowly.
The dozen or so spirit brewers below all lowered their heads and cursed in their hearts:
"What about the promised spiritual brew competition? What's the point of going through the motions?"
"Did I go to the wrong place? Are you here for the spiritual brewing master meeting?"
"You don't take our eight sword peaks' spiritual brewing masters seriously!"
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"Although it is true..."
Everyone secretly added in their hearts.
(End of this chapter)