Linyangfang City, peripheral area.

Lu Xuan successfully entered the market and walked slowly in the street with a sense of familiarity.

"Ninety percent of the new first-grade flying swords require only thirty spirit stones!"

"The elixir clearance sale! Buy ten pieces and get one for free!"

"Fresh monster meat! Just caught from the secret realm! Slaughter on the spot!"

On both sides of the street, there were many stalls, and the stall owners of the wandering cultivators were trying hard to greet the passing monks. Various shouts came into Lu Xuan's ears, making his steps a little more cheerful.

My eyes swept across the streets, and many pictures that were covered in the depths of my memory suddenly became vivid.

Many stores that have been visited remain the same.

"Huh? This store selling spirit beast cubs has been replaced?"

He paused, and in a familiar corner on the left, there was a shop selling all kinds of first-grade second-grade monster cubs and fetal eggs. It has now disappeared, and it was replaced by a pharmacy.

Lu Xuan also clearly remembered that after he began to harvest the white light ball, he passed the red-bearded carp and the iron-clawed crab monster in that store.

As he continued to penetrate the alley, he was in a state of mind that was built in the foundation, and he inevitably felt a sense of timidity in his hometown.

He let out a deep breath and came to the courtyard where he was waiting for the first time.

Stop in front of the door, every brick and tile of the courtyard wall made him feel extremely intimate.

The spiritual consciousness penetrated it in secret, and there were some simple arrangements in the house, but no one was at home.

The more than half acre of spiritual fields in the backyard have been abandoned, with several first-grade spiritual plants of different varieties and not very good growth status. There are still many weeds growing in the spiritual fields. It can be seen that the owner of the house is not good at spiritual plants.

Through the courtyard wall, Lu Xuan looked at the weeds-grown spiritual fields. He seemed to see a handsome young man with low cultivation, working hard and meticulously cultivating the spiritual fields, searching out the alien insect eggs inch by inch, and using the spiritual rain technique with awkward movements, paying attention to the growth of spiritual plants every day until the white light ball appears.

"Where is the dream begins..."

He sighed slowly.

"Although the inner sect of Tianjian Sect owns a mountain, spiritual rain technique, wood life technique and other spiritual planting techniques are easily used, and a large number of rare spiritual plants of third-grade, fourth-grade, or even fifth-grade, sixth-grade."

"But when I was the happiest time, I was still at the second level of Qi training to guard this half acre of spiritual fields and cultivate ungrade-free spirit firefly grass."

Lu Xuan sighed.

He turned around and came to the courtyard where Zhang Hong was, and his spiritual consciousness subconsciously penetrated it.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, Lu Xuan's eyes narrowed and his expression was cold.

Under his spiritual sense, there were two intermediate-level qi training cultivators in the room, but they were not the aura of Zhang Hong, Zhang Xiuyuan or Xu Wan!

Judging from his experience in the Qi training stage, the casual cultivators in the market rarely change their residences. After all, the casual cultivators have low cultivation and weak risk resistance. There may be accidents during the moving process, so stability is the most important thing.

Once you move out of your original residence, it means that there is a high possibility of accidents, and most of them are bad situations.

Thinking of this, Lu Xuan's spiritual consciousness entered the house freely.

"Who?" the monk inside asked roughly.

After a few breaths, the door opened and a fierce monk walked out, carrying a first-grade flying sword in one hand and several first-grade talismans in the other.

When I saw Lu Xuan, the cultivator's spiritual consciousness swept over and instantly sensed the unfathomable depth of Lu Xuan's aura.

"I don't know if you are here, you will be welcomed by me. Please forgive me."

The fierce monk kept his expression as calm as possible, squeezed out a kind smile, and said with a pleasing look on his face.

He had only felt the breath of the young man in front of him several times in the market. It was exactly the same as the foundation-building monks in the market, and even a little stronger.

"I have something to ask you, and you'd better tell the truth. If I notice that something is hidden, you may not be able to bear the consequences."

Lu Xuan asked directly.

"Senior, I dare not hide it at all."

The fierce monk said quickly.

"good."

Lu Xuan nodded.

"I ask, how did you get this house?"

"I bought it from Fangshiya, and I was deeply impressed by that tooth."

"So, where did the original family who lived in the house go?"

"I learned about it before buying this house. It is said that the owner's son Gengu is pretty good. He joined a small sect. In order to give his children a better cultivation environment, their family moved to the vicinity of the small sect."

The fierce monk carefully said word by word, for fear that if he would say something wrong, he would cause Lu Xuan's anger.

"It turned out that the family moved to Xiaoyuan's future. I didn't expect that the little kid had some talent."

When Lu Xuan heard the reason why Zhang Hong's family moved away, he felt a little relieved.

"Okay, go back to the house."

He glanced at the middle-aged monk with a fierce face, and left a sentence, and his whole person turned into a floating light and disappeared from the monk's eyes.

"Yes, senior, go slowly!"

The monk shouted loudly, and he hadn't sensed Lu Xuan's breath for a long time, so he was completely relieved.

He let out a deep breath and wiped the fine sweat that had oozed out of his forehead at some point, and was very scared.

"I didn't expect that the casual cultivators in this house would actually meet a foundation-building master. Fortunately, the yard is in a prestigious and upright place, otherwise..."

Thinking of the possible results, the monk was still scared and was extremely grateful that he did not have the original owner of the evil house.

"I really joined a small sect."

After a while, Lu Xuan's figure quietly appeared, half of joy and half of regret in his tone.

I was delighted that Zhang Xiuyuan was able to successfully enter a sect and had the opportunity to change his destiny for cultivation.

As for regret, naturally, it is impossible to see Zhang Hong's family who trust and help each other during this trip.

During the moment he disappeared, he asked several old cultivators living around him, and only then did he feel completely relieved when he learned that Zhang Xiuyuan had indeed joined a small sect.

During the conversation, I learned that the small sect was thousands of miles away from Linyangfang City and the road was not very safe. In addition, it may not be found in a short time after going there, so Lu Xuan had to give up the idea of ​​visiting.

"I don't know when I will see you again."

He sighed, his own cautious nature, and because of the Lingtian Light Group, he didn't need to go out to find opportunities. It was only after seven or eight years that he had the opportunity to go far.

I don’t know when I will wait for the next time I go out.

Lu Xuan looked at the Zhang family's house and seemed to see a silly child standing behind a couple of casual cultivators, calling him uncle Lu intimately.

He quickly adjusted his mindset and headed to the central area of ​​Fangcheng City.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, and I don't know how Mr. He is doing now."
Chapter completed!