Lu Xuan concentrated on the thorn bone and quickly learned its detailed information.
[Thorn bone, a third-grade spiritual plant, is cultivated from the essence of bones. It can be used to refine high-level puppets, or some evil weapons of the White Bone Path. 】
"Good quality. After this transplant, there were not many cultivated ones in Jianmen Town before. It is quite good to get such quality."
Lu Xuan guessed that high-grade skeletons such as the six-eyed red iron scorpion and the armored ox played a big role in this, otherwise it would be difficult to obtain good third-grade mature thorn bones.
He put away the thorn bones and focused on the white light group that quietly emerged.
The light group flickered slightly, and many white bones appeared on the surface. Lu Xuan gently touched the surface of the light group with expectation.
In an instant, the light group turned into countless tiny points of light and poured into his body.
A thought flashed through his mind.
[Harvest the third-grade thorn bone, and obtain the fourth-grade treasure White Bone Demon Puppet.]
A sphere the size of a baby's head appeared in Lu Xuan's hand.
[After the spiritual energy is exhausted, it needs to absorb the bone essence of high-level monks or monster beasts to replenish it.]
"This is quite strange, but as a spiritual planter, he probably isn't very good at fighting. He probably only does superficial things here."
Time flies on the island, and Song Yu gradually gets used to Lu Xuan's every move after being uncomfortable at first.
"What's going on with the new guy? Is he as overbearing as the previous Xue Manzi?"
He only left a communication talisman for communication in emergency situations, such as sea beasts attacking the island, evil cultivators or evil spirits invading Kongming Island, etc.
Lu Xuan looked at the bone demon puppet in his hand in surprise. With a thought, the bone sphere in his hand suddenly sprouted dense bone spurs.
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Zhou deserves the award."
The lazy young man's expression remained unchanged, and he grasped the fishing rod with great force with one hand, his arm muscles bulged, and he raised it back.
A two-foot-long carp hung on a wrist-thick fishhook.
In the boundless sea, there is a high-rise building facing the sea.
He felt the force coming from the fishing rod in his hand and said with a smile.
At this time, the young man held a fishing rod more than ten feet long in his hand. The fishing line was made of an unknown material. There were almost invisible lines on the slender fishing line, which glowed silvery white under the sunlight.
After a few casual tips from him, Song Yun became much better at swordsmanship.
Lu Xuan held a cold spear in his hand, pointing the tip of the spear at a huge boulder in the distance, with a thought in his mind.
The sharp woman next to her glanced at the giant carp and praised it expressionlessly.
"Wait until next week, my fellow Taoist, return to the island with me and have a taste of this dragon carp."
In an instant, the bone spear stretched sharply and pierced the boulder with lightning and flint.
"A fourth-grade treasure can be freely switched into multiple forms?"
"What kind of weird method?"
"It's been more than half a month since I came here."
The fierce female cultivator was extremely well-informed and said slowly.
Under the control of his spiritual consciousness, the white bone sphere continuously switched into various forms, including bone swords, bone spears, and sky-wide bone arrows, allowing him to play with it for a long time.
Life is simple and fulfilling.
Suddenly, the fishing rod suddenly dropped down.
The young man took out a piece of golden monster meat from his storage bag, hung it on the fishhook, and flicked it hard into the turbulent water.
A woman with sharp features and a young man with a lazy temperament are both in the early stage of foundation building.
Therefore, in the general concept of most monks, monks who focus on spiritual cultivation are usually not good at fighting and have a relatively gentle personality.
At other times, Song Yun was used as a mouthpiece to report recent events on the island to Lu Xuan.
[The Bone Demon Puppet, a fourth-grade treasure, is extremely hard and comparable to a fourth-grade magic weapon. Under the control of spiritual consciousness, it can be freely switched into various forms. ]
"They are not the same character, they can be said to be two extremes. The only thing they have in common is that they are equally weird."
“The effect is pretty good.”
In his spare time, Lu Xuan gave Song Yun some pointers on his sword techniques. Due to his long-term cultivation of sword grass and the absorption of several sword intention experience packs, he was also proficient in the sword.
"It should be that in the past half month, he has been staying in the spiritual field and has hardly gone out, even when Song Yu, the owner of Kongming Island, invited him several times."
"It's true that I used special means to refine a fishing rod that is comparable to a magic weapon, and used the meat of a third-grade monster beast as bait, so I was lucky enough to catch such a rare dragon carp."
"Shoot! Gunslinger!"
The sharp woman said calmly.
The sphere was uneven, glowing with a forest-white light, and seemed to be made of countless tiny white bones.
"According to the news from Kongming Island, the new monk stationed there is very young. As soon as he arrived on the island, he asked the Song family to find a spiritual field for him."
"Oh? The new inner disciple of Tianjian Sect has arrived? I stay at the beach every day and haven't paid attention to the news there for a long time."
"Friend Daoist Shi is really good at catching a second-grade rare dragon carp."
Immediately afterwards, the numerous bone spurs suddenly softened, and the sphere quickly elongated, forming a bone gun more than half a foot long.
"A mere spiritual farmer."
The bone spur is about one or two feet long and extremely sharp, like a hedgehog.
"Fellow Daoist Shi comes to the beach every day to fish for sea fish. Aren't you worried about the new inner disciples coming to Kongming Island?"
The young man slowly gathered the fishing line drawn with runes and asked.
The carp has a strange shape and a slender body, somewhat similar to a dragon. Its whiskers are constantly beating and struggling in the air.
The lazy young man exclaimed and looked at the female nun.
Lu Xuan squinted his eyes and thought secretly.
Low-grade spiritual plants are okay, the cultivation method is simple, and the maturity period is short. However, high-grade spiritual plants require monks to spend a lot of energy and time to cultivate, so they may affect normal practice.
"It looks like it weighs over a thousand kilograms."
The tall building is more than a hundred feet tall, and two monks with extraordinary bearing stand at the top.
The young man lifted the huge dragon carp up and threw it on the wooden board at the top of the tall building. Soon, two high-level Qi-training monks ran over and tied the dragon carp tightly with ropes.
The boulder disintegrated instantly, and large and small stones exploded in all directions, scattering all over the ground.
Lu Xuan's mind focused on the white sphere and he instantly learned detailed information about it.
In addition, in the process of dealing with flowers and plants, it is easy to lose temper.
"Looking for the spiritual field? Is it possible that the new resident monk is a spiritual planter?"
The lazy young man said with a smile with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
After hearing that Lu Xuan was just a spiritual planter who was keen on cultivating spiritual plants, the lazy young man's attitude changed a lot, and the importance he attached to Lu Xuan in his heart dropped by two levels.
"After all, he is also a foundation-building monk from the Tianjian Sect. Fellow Daoist Shi, don't underestimate him."
The woman with sharp features forced out a smile. Although she said this, she somewhat agreed with the lazy young man's opinion, and she was somewhat disapproving of the new stationed monks from the Tianjian Sect.
This chapter has been completed!