You Practice Immortality, I Farm

Chapter 1072: Old Jianjiao friend

Chapter 1072 Old Jianjiao Friend

So far, he has cultivated more than ten kinds of seventh-grade spiritual plants, but not one of them has been completely harvested.

Among them, Yimu Qingleiteng, Kongchanmu and Yaegonggong all received several staged light group rewards.

The sixth-grade and lower spiritual plants have given Lu Xuan so many magical treasures, so he is particularly looking forward to those seventh-grade spiritual plants.

"It's time to get ready and set off back to Sword Sect."

Lu Xuan looked around the cave and thought to himself.

He left some materials in the cave for the Grass Puppet to help take care of. After repeatedly asking it and Thunder Ghost Duke to take good care of the cave, he quietly left the Thunder Star Cave.

After a long journey through the void, they finally arrived outside Dongxuan Sword Sect.

"Finally back."

Lu Xuan's heart, which had been hanging, was finally completely relieved.

Although there is a seventh-grade giant sword boat specially built for him by Jianfeng, which has the ability to travel through the void, it is impossible to avoid all risks in the void, and he needs to be cautious again and again.

Fortunately, there were only a few minor disturbances along the way, but Lu Xuan resolved them properly and returned to Sword Sect smoothly.

"When the incomplete cave is refined, the Yimu Qingleiteng, Canglongmu and the spiritual plants in the Fengyuan Star Cave are cultivated to maturity, and the Chamber of Commerce establishes branch buildings around the Sword Sect, then there is no need to go to Liyang Realm."

Lu Xuan relied on his identity plate as a disciple of the Sword Sect to successfully pass the Ten Directions Extermination Sword Formation.

After a while, he climbed up the Huanzhen Sword Peak and entered the cave.

Still hundreds of feet away from the cave, he saw the white ape guarding the entrance of the cave, looking eagerly waiting.

If it weren't for the fat bird next to him that was in a state of fried hair, Lu Xuan would have thought that the white ape had been waiting for him for who knows how long.

"Master, you are finally back!"

The white ape turned into a stream of light, even faster than the fat bird Feng Falcon, and directly hugged Lu Xuan's thigh.

"Why, after I leave, no one will take care of you to fight with the Thunder Dragon and the others. Do you still miss me?"

Lu Xuan chuckled lightly.

"There are lessons from heaven and earth. Although I like to compete with them as a child, I still miss you more."

"Without you in the cave, I feel like I have no backbone."

Bai Yuan stared at a pair of fiery red eyes, raised a furry little fist, and swore to Lu Xuan.

As soon as he finished speaking, the fat bird Feng Falcon flicked it away with its round belly and threw it in front of Lu Xuan, screaming non-stop.

Yuan Rong frowned.

"Master Nephew, your heart is attached to Jianfeng. The Sword Master and we all know it clearly in our hearts. But now is the critical moment for you to break through the Nascent Soul, so cultivation is the most important thing."

She said solemnly.

"Uncle Yuan's words are right. I have learned from my nephew."

"In the past two years or so in the Yunxu Realm, my nephew, I have not neglected my practice. After returning to the Sword Sect, I will go all out to strive for an early success in breaking through the Nascent Soul."

Lu Xuan solemnly promised.

"It's good that my nephew has this determination. Maybe it won't be long before you and I can be equal to our peers."

"When the time comes, it won't be too late for my nephew to draw more sword talismans."

A bright smile appeared on Yuan Rong's face.

"Making talismans takes too much time and energy, but giving lectures is different."

"After some time, I hope that my nephew can spare a few days to teach the disciples who are proficient in making sword talismans at Jianfeng some tips and tricks on how to draw sword talismans. What do you think, my nephew?"

Yuan Rong put away the dozens of sword talismans, handed a bunch of sword seals to Lu Xuan, and asked softly.

"Everything is up to my uncle. I will inform my fellow disciples when I am ready."

Lu Xuan said with a smile.

After Yuan Rong left, he entered the interior of Jianfeng, passed through many restrictions, and came to the old sword dragon.

Old Jianjiao once gave him the Yunkong Immortal Vine with his innate spiritual roots that had run out of vitality, so Lu Xuan naturally had to repay him well.

The fifth-grade Huanzhen Sword Liquid left last time was probably drunk to the max, so he came over to give some more to the old sword dragon.

"Back?"

The old sword dragon was wrapped around a huge silver-white pillar, with slender sword blades growing out like hairs, densely packed, and two long silver-white beards floating on its head, bringing out bursts of sword intent wherever it passed.

"Lu Xuan pays homage to senior!"

"Some time ago, I went to the place where I once practiced. I delayed sending sword liquid to my senior. I ask your forgiveness."

"It's okay, it's just that when I come back this time, I happen to have something to ask you."

"I have a good friend who will come to visit Jianzong in more than a month. I would like you to help entertain him then."

Old Jianjiao said slowly.