Chapter 471 - Death Cultivation, Gift of Sword Talisman

  The time spent in charge of the blessed land passed quickly.

  Lu Xuan did not need to do anything in the blessed land. He had a rare chance to practice. He practiced and visualized several techniques obtained from the light ball every day.

  In his spare time, he would go to sit with the white ape and the dragon turtle.

  The experiments on the beasts in the forbidden land were handled efficiently by him, so he did not need to go there every day.

  Every few days, he would go in to collect the scraps of monsters' flesh and blood, the essence of monsters that failed to merge, and the ghosts and resentments that were floating in the dark red passage like lonely ghosts.

  Occasionally, he would go back to the sect's cave to take a look, take care of the many spiritual plants, and visit the underworld courtyard and the incomplete secret realm to meet the needs of the spiritual plants.

  During this period, the Emperor's Flowing Liquid broke out again in the blessed land. Lu Xuan collected a lot of it and also plundered the old dragon turtle.

  In this way, three months passed quickly. On

  this day, he returned to the sect.

  Sitting on the spiritual crane, Lu Xuan keenly noticed that the atmosphere in the inner sect was a little different from usual.

  Occasionally, he would see a few fellow disciples, but they would leave in a hurry before Lu Xuan could say hello, as if something was chasing him from behind.

  Lu Xuan was a little puzzled, and returned to the cave, cultivating spiritual plants and raising spiritual beasts with peace of mind, just like a diligent spiritual plant master.

  The next day, he came to the cave where Huo Lin'er was.

  "Junior Brother Lu, aren't you here to take care of the blessed land? How do you have time to come to my place?"

  When Huo Lin'er saw Lu Xuan, there was a hint of surprise on his young face.

  "There are a few fellow disciples watching over the blessed land. Everything is fine. I came back to check on the spiritual plants in the cave."

  "By the way, Senior Brother Huo, I came back and saw many fellow disciples in a hurry. What big thing happened?"

  Lu Xuan asked curiously.

  "There has been a big event in the cultivation world recently. A large secret realm appeared in the Black Demon Abyss. It is full of evil spirits, but also hides many opportunities."

  "It is said that a cultivator has obtained more than one fifth-grade level of skills and instruments from it. After the news spread, countless cultivators went to that secret realm to grab a chance."

  Lu Xuan heard this and nodded thoughtfully.

  "Why, Junior Brother Lu, you are not tempted by the fifth-grade treasure?"

  Huo Lin'er asked with a smile.

  "Senior Brother, you are joking. How can I, a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, not be tempted by the treasure of Jindan level?"

  Lu Xuan laughed dumbly.

  This is not wrong. Although he already has a lot of fifth-grade treasures in his hands, no one would think that things of this level are too little.

  "I'm thinking of going there to explore. If you're interested, how about going with me?"

  "With a true disciple leading me, it's safe."

  "However, I'm still somewhat self-aware. Although my cultivation is decent, I don't have any protective magic tools or powerful magic. If I follow you, I'll only be a burden to you. So it's better for me to stay in the sect."

  "Well, I respect your idea. It's just that in cultivation, you can't avoid the word 'competition'. Only by striving hard can you get a great opportunity and have the possibility of further progress."

  "Even if you don't want to compete with other cultivators, they will take the initiative to compete with you. These are unavoidable."

  Huo Lin'er's young face was somewhat mature beyond his age.

  "Brother, what you said makes sense, but I've made up my mind."

  Lu Xuan said with a smile.

  "You guys compete for yours. I have my own track. No one competes with me."

  He sighed silently in his heart.

  "Since you insist on becoming a spiritual plant master, I won't force you."

  Huo Lin'er just said it casually. He himself has a high level of cultivation and outstanding talent. As a true disciple of the Tianjian Sect, he is covered with treasures. Naturally, he doesn't mind what Lu Xuan thinks.

  He invited Lu Xuan only because he values ​​his talent in spiritual plants.

  "Then I wish you a great opportunity and the treasure you want!"   

  Lu Xuan smiled and blessed.

  He said goodbye to Huo Lin'er and returned to the cave.

  After resting for a while, he was about to go to the spiritual field to check the spiritual plants, but Baili Jianqing came to the door.

  "Brother Lu, Brother Lu, have you heard of the newly appeared large secret realm in the Black Demon Abyss?"

  He came in with an excited look on his face and couldn't wait to say to Lu Xuan.

  "Yes, I heard that many people died there, including monks from major sects."

  Lu Xuan said.

  Being poured cold water by him, Baili Jianqing calmed down a lot.

  "You can't just see those. There are more monks who get opportunities, and most of them survive."

  "So are you going to go in and take a look?"

  Lu Xuan asked with a cold face.

  "Yes, it's not easy to get such a great opportunity. If you don't fight for it, you will definitely regret it in the future."

  Baili Jianqing said solemnly.

  "Even if there is a risk of life and death, are you willing?"

  Baili Jianqing nodded solemnly.

  "As a disciple of a large sect, with fellow disciples accompanying me, I am confident that I can escape unscathed."

  "Brother Lu, don't you plan to go to the secret realm to take a look?"

  "No such idea." Lu Xuan replied indifferently.

  "What a pity, Brother Lu, you have the cultivation level of the middle stage of foundation building, which is better than me and several fellow disciples I know. I was thinking of taking this opportunity to hug your thigh."

  Baili Jianqing laughed, and his pair of slender eyes narrowed into a slit.

  "My cultivation level is all dead, accumulated by pills, just to improve the realm and cultivate more spiritual plants.

  Other spells, magic tools, talismans, etc. are mediocre and cannot compare with those practitioners who have experienced countless life-and-death battles."

  Lu Xuan said casually.

  "Then I will go to explore with a few fellow disciples who have made an appointment in a few days."

  Baili Jianqing said with a smile.

  "Wait, here is a fourth-grade sword talisman, which is my protective treasure. I have been reluctant to use it. This time I will lend it to you."

  He called Baili Jianqing, made up an excuse, and threw him a Xiaohai sword talisman.

  "You can use it directly after activating it. Its power is closely related to the sword energy it activates."

  "You can only use it in dangerous situations. Remember to return it to me."

  He had met Baili Jianqing before entering the sect. They usually got along well. He was one of the few good friends in the Tianjian Sect, and he was also the one with the lowest cultivation. Lu Xuan was worried about his safety, so he lent him a fourth-grade Xiaohai Sword Talisman.

  This was the maximum treasure he could take out. If there were more, or a higher grade, it would attract unnecessary suspicion, and there was no guarantee that Baili Jianqing would not have a different mind when seeing the treasure.

  "Thank you, Brother Lu! I will definitely cherish the opportunity to use this sword talisman! If I use it in a hurry, I will definitely compensate you, Brother Lu, at the original price."

  Baili Jianqing took the sword talisman, felt the surging sword energy in the sword talisman like the waves, took a deep breath, and said solemnly. The

  fourth-grade sword talisman was a rare treasure for him who was still in the early stage of foundation building. In some cases, it was tantamount to an extra chance to save his life.

  "Go, go, and come back safely."

  Lu Xuan waved at him and walked straight into the spiritual field.

  (End of this chapter)