Chapter 438 - The Magic Bamboo is mature, the Mirage Pearl

  in the Air

  . He has mastered quite a few sword techniques.

  "Four Seasons Sword Technique", "Wind and Thunder Sword Scripture", "Starlight Sword Technique", "Thousand Owl Sword Technique", "Peacock Sword Formation", "Blue Lotus Sword Scripture"...

  Among these sword techniques, "Four Seasons Sword Technique" and "Wind and Thunder Sword Scripture" have already reached the realm of perfection and mastery due to the absorption of many sword experience packages.

  As for other sword techniques, when he cultivates the corresponding sword grass, he needs to make subtle adjustments according to the state of the sword grass. In addition, with the refined cultivation method, there are many opportunities to practice using sword techniques. Therefore, the level of several sword techniques is also quite good.

  For him, the most difficult is basically the entry stage.

  Lu Xuan sighed, returned to the house, took out the deep green jade slip, and put it on his forehead.

  From the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness came a series of clanging sword sounds, and a sword energy lotus composed of countless green long swords quietly appeared, rotating slightly in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, and the sword intent was fluctuating.

  Soon, the lotus blossomed suddenly, and countless sword qi whizzed through Lu Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness, turning into a vast amount of information and merging into his body.

  The dark green jade slip on his forehead shattered silently and turned into dust all over the sky.

  Lu Xuan stood there, frowning, and his powerful spiritual consciousness tried hard to digest the endless information brought by the jade slip.

  After a long time, he opened his eyes, only to find that the sword tactics were as difficult as climbing to the sky.

  "It's a pity that I can't get the experience package of "Blue Lotus Sword Sutra" from the light ball in advance, otherwise I can save a lot of time and energy."

  He studied until midnight, his mind was in a mess, and he fell asleep in his clothes in exhaustion.

  The next day, early in the morning.

  Lu Xuan got up early in the morning and came to the spiritual field.

  In the light white mist, the spiritual plants were looming and full of vitality.

  Lu Xuan came to the spiritual plant area commissioned by the Dan Palace to be planted.

  On the jade dew fruit plant, drops of pure morning dew condensed on the green leaves.

  The morning dew was pure and flawless, revealing the scene reflected in the range, slowly rolling on the leaves, and finally merging into the plant.

  "The water firefly grass has sprouted."

  Not far away, there was an area where two hundred water fireflies were planted.

  One by one, light blue tender shoots emerged from the spiritual soil, swaying gently in the cool breeze of the morning. In the seemingly fragile body, there was a strong and vigorous vitality.

  Lu Xuan was infected by the vitality of the water firefly grass seedlings, and a smile appeared on his face.

  The spiritual power moved slightly, and clouds condensed above the water firefly grass. Threads of spiritual rain fell down, fully nourishing the water firefly grass seedlings.

  After the spiritual rain technique, he performed the wood growth technique again, making the seedlings more vigorous and making the water firefly grass grow a little faster.

  Although he had performed the basic techniques for cultivating spiritual plants countless times, he still enjoyed it and enjoyed it.

  Every spell he cast meant that he was one step closer to harvesting the white light ball.

  Planting brings rewards, not only the spiritual plants themselves, but also the unknown light ball rewards. How could he not enjoy farming?

  "Exploration is impossible. I will never go on an adventure in my life. I am not very good at cultivation. I can only stay in the sect, plant spiritual plants, and raise spiritual beasts to maintain my cultivation."

  Lu Xuan thought secretly in his heart.

  After taking care of all the water fireflies, he continued to inspect the spiritual fields and check every spiritual plant in the mountain.

  "Hey, the magic sound bamboo is ripe."

  He came to the magic sound bamboo growing in the pink miasma and found that the translucent progress bar below was completely full.

  The roots of the bamboo stretched out from the spiritual soil. On the dense and developed root system, countless slender cracks sensed Lu Xuan's approach and opened together.

  Suddenly, countless strange and noisy sounds came into his ears, like countless monsters and evil spirits roaring and howling at the same time. The sound became complicated at some point, causing Lu Xuan's blood to surge and his imagination to run wild.

  "It has become like this after being planted near these fairy peaches."   

  Lu Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pulled out the magic bamboo by the roots and concentrated his mind on the green bamboo. Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.

  [The magic bamboo is a fourth-grade spiritual plant. It likes to collect and imitate all kinds of strange sounds, especially the melodious sound and the fierce thunder sound.]

  [It can be used to refine the bamboo flute and other special instruments.]

  "The melodious sound should be the result of being planted near the fairy peach. As for the fierce thunder sound, it should be the result of the large amount of sword energy and thunder sound stimulated during this period, which led to the imprinting of the magic bamboo and became its instinctive talent."

  Lu Xuan thought secretly in his heart.

  He suppressed the idea of ​​trying the effect of the magic bamboo, and his attention was completely attracted by the white light ball at the planting location of the magic bamboo.

  The light ball flickered slightly, as if calling Lu Xuan to pick it up.

  "The fourth-grade spiritual plant is such a rare species. I wonder what rewards can be obtained from the light ball."

  Lu Xuan was looking forward to it and reached out to touch the surface of the light ball gently.

  The ball of light shattered, and countless tiny balls of light rushed towards Lu Xuan, gathering into a strange sound that seemed to be there and not there, and merged into Lu Xuan's body.

  [Harvest a fourth-grade magic sound bamboo, and obtain the fifth-grade treasure Mirage Sound Orb. ]

  A thought flashed through his mind, and a strange bead appeared in Lu Xuan's hand.

  The bead was transparent, and it seemed as if there was nothing in the hand. The fingers could feel the impact of countless strange sound waves. Listening carefully, it seemed as if there was a whisper ringing in the ear, going straight into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

  Lu Xuan's mind was focused on this strange bead, and a thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately learned the detailed information of the bead.

  [Mirage Sound Orb, a fifth-grade treasure, is made from the demon pill of the ancient strange beast Mirage Sound Beast. It can collect, imitate, and stimulate the strange sounds in the world. It can be used for attack, bewitching, healing, and many other purposes. ]

  [After swallowing, it can be integrated into the cultivator's throat, and after complete sacrifice and refining, it is indistinguishable from each other. ]

  [The mirage beast is an ancient beast with hundreds of strange ears all over its body. It likes to hide in a place where everything is quiet and listen to the sounds of the world. ]

  "Another fifth-grade treasure, and it seems to be quite special."

  Lu Xuan exclaimed.

  He had just established his foundation when he cultivated the fourth-grade fantasy bamboo. He cultivated it across grades, and the fantasy bamboo itself was a rare species. After it matured, he obtained another fifth-grade treasure from the light ball!

  He glanced at the transparent soft bead in his hand and swallowed it without hesitation.

  There was a sudden movement in his throat, and he couldn't help but make slight strange sounds of various tones, as if he was adjusting and adapting.

  After a while, his throat returned to calm.

  "Junior Brother Lu, how are you recently?" The voice was gentle and cold, exactly the same as Shen Ye.

  "Brother Lu!" Baili Jianqing's crisp and loud voice.

  "Junior Brother Lu, I'm here to give you seeds."

  The gentle and soft voice of Guan Wan from the Dan Palace.

  "Hey!"

  Lu Xuan shouted in a low voice, and with a thought, the sword energy and thunderous sound whistled past, fierce and domineering, instantly shattering a huge rock in the distance, turning it into dust all over the sky, and falling on the ground in a thick layer.

  "****"

  Lu Xuan was excited and imitated the melody of the fairy peach forest. Suddenly, he felt a slippery feeling under his feet.

  Looking down, he saw that the demon vine had crawled to his feet without knowing when. The gray vine was raised high and slightly tilted, as if full of doubts.

  (End of this chapter)