When Lu Xuan was checking the ratings of other disciples on the talisman paper, a middle-aged man wearing Taoist robes and with deep eyes quietly came up to him and asked gently.
"Lu Xuan has met True Lord Changhai."
Lu Xuan quickly and respectfully saluted. The middle-aged man in front of him with extraordinary bearing was Ji Changhai, the talisman master of Tianlu Sword Peak. He was also the only Sword Sect monk with a top grade.
"Master nephew, there is no need to be so polite. Just call me uncle."
Ji Changhai said with a smile, without any trace of the posture of True Monarch Nascent Soul.
"Today I saw my nephew's superb attainments in sword talismans, and I couldn't help but fall in love with talent."
"With my nephew's Talisman talent, it would be a waste if he continues to stay in Huanzhen Sword Peak.
Master Nephew, would you like to come to my Tianlu Sword Peak to study the Tao of Talisman? Master Tianlu Sword and I will give you all the help you can give me. I guarantee that my nephew, your Talisman Tao skills will be greatly improved and you will become the most famous Talisman Master in the Sword Sect.
"
Ji Changhai's tone was full of temptation.
"Ji Changhai, you are so brave. You dare to poach people in front of me. Do you not take Ye seriously?"
When Lu Xuan was thinking about how to decline politely, Ye Lingkong, a monk from Jianfeng Nascent Soul, stood directly in front of Ji Changhai with a sullen expression.
"I just don't want the pearl to be covered in dust and wasted by you, Real Sword Peak."
"The dignified Lord Nascent Soul only received a grade above B, which is worse than that of an inner disciple. This kind of thing will never happen at Tianlu Sword Peak."
Ji Changhai said calmly.
"you……"
Ye Lingkong was choked by these words.
"It's true that Jianfeng can meet all the requirements of Master Nephew Lu. What can your Tianlu Jianfeng do?"
"Master Nephew Lu was brought back from the outside world by the sword master himself. If you want to poach him, just ask the real sword master."
He used his ultimate move and said coldly, if the Huanzhen Sword Master knew that Lu Xuan had been poached by other Sword Peak disciples in front of his face, he would not be able to withstand the sword master's thunderous wrath.
Therefore, he would never allow other Jianfeng Yuanying monks to get involved with Lu Xuan.
Ji Changhai was about to say something, but Lu Xuan spoke directly:
"Thank you, True Lord Changhai, for looking after this junior."
"It's just that this junior was brought back to Jianzong from the Yunxu Realm by the Huanzhen Sword Master. The entire Jianfeng family has taken good care of this junior. Over the years, he has become accustomed to living in Jianfeng and has no intention of moving."
He declined.
For him, as long as there is a light group reward, it doesn't make much difference which sword peak he is on.
If you really want to enter Tianlu Sword Peak, your true Talisman talent may be exposed, so it is better to stay at True Sword Peak with peace of mind and be free.
When Ji Changhai saw Lu Xuan's attitude, he didn't say much. He left a messenger talisman and left directly.
"Master Nephew Lu, let's go back together."
Ye Lingkong said slowly.
Lu Xuan resolutely rejected the opponent, and at the same time, he also achieved an excellent score of A in this talisman competition, which made him very satisfied.
Among the remaining Jianfeng monks, except for him who got a B-level, the others' highest rating was only a C-level.
Lu Xuan alone has greatly increased the rating of Huazhen Jianfeng. How could such a good treasure be poached by other Jianfeng?
Ye Lingkong felt a sense of urgency in his heart and wished he could go in and out together with Lu Xuan.
"Okay, I'll just follow you, Master Ye."
Lu Xuan lowered his head and responded. He originally wanted to see the fighting skills of the many inner disciples of the Sword Sect, but since Ye Lingkong proposed it, he could only obey.
Two days later, the spiritual plant competition officially began.
"Master Nephew, among the several cultivation techniques you have mastered, Ling Zhi is the best at it. Just treat it with a normal mind."
Huan Zhen Sword Master personally came to send Lu Xuan to the Sword Palace, but ignored the remaining spiritual planters.
"Okay, Uncle Master is waiting for my good news."
Lu Xuan said calmly and looked confident.
Inside the main hall.
He stood side by side with Shang Xiuyuan, Yu Qiushui and others.
There are more than 300 people in the nine major sword peaks in this spiritual plant competition, among which there are 23 people in Huazhen Sword Peak, which is the smallest number.
"Senior Brother Lu, this spiritual plant competition is all up to you."
Shang Xiuyuan said with a smile, and several people around him nodded in agreement.
After Lu Xuan became a disciple of Huanzhen Jianfeng, everyone had more or less interactions with him. They were well aware of his amazing attainments in spiritual cultivation and placed the heavy burden on his shoulders without any psychological burden.
"mutual encouragement."
Lu Xuan smiled and looked around.
There are more than 300 ancient bronze mirrors in the main hall, like bronze doors, which seem to be connected to some illusory and mysterious existence.
"Senior Brother Lu, this is a high-level magic weapon from the Sword Sect, called the Multiple Illusions derived from the Taixu Mirror."
"Later, each spiritual planter will enter one of the illusions respectively. According to my experience in the previous three competitions, the spiritual consciousness of the Yuanying Elder from the Sword Palace will be differentiated and revealed to test the knowledge level of the spiritual planter."
"The content of the competition will be determined based on the information you submitted previously. The more varieties of spiritual plants you cultivate, the higher the grade. Once you pass the test, the higher the score you will get."
Shang Xiuyuan came over and whispered.
"Thank you, junior brother, for clarifying my doubts."
Lu Xuan expressed his gratitude softly.
Soon, all the spiritual planters arrived in the main hall.
A woman in palace attire, with fluttering clothes, flew into the sky.
"Please also invite all Sword Sect disciples to enter the illusion."
Everyone came to one after another in front of ancient bronze mirrors.
Each person has different expressions, either confident and calm, nervous and apprehensive, or calm.
Lu Xuan gently pushed open the ancient mirror in front of him.
For a moment, his eyes were in a trance, and then he entered a mysterious space.
The space was chaotic up and down, left and right, except for a medicine garden in the middle, in which vibrant spiritual plants grew.
"Um?"
"Mystic Peach, Jade Scale Fruit, Second-grade Sword Grass...aren't these all spiritual plants that I cultivated in the past? Are they all derived from the Taixu Mirror?"
Lu Xuan was surprised.
There are hundreds of spiritual plants planted in the medicine garden, all of which he has planted before. There are even some high-level spiritual plants and all evil spiritual plants that have not yet evolved.
Just as he was carefully observing the medicine garden, six illusory figures quietly appeared in the main hall.
"It's time to divide the spiritual thoughts into the Taixu Mirror again. Fortunately, the magical weapon spirit can help a lot, otherwise the spiritual thoughts would be divided into so many that the soul would be unbearable."
A tall figure said softly.
"I hope the fantasy scene I will enter later will be simpler, so that my soul will feel more relaxed."
"Senior brother, this is wrong. As an elder of the Sword Sect, why do you still hope that your spiritual plant master will not live up to your expectations?"
"Haha, I really hope that there will be someone powerful who can build the fantasy medicine garden as complex and grand as possible, but they don't have that ability."
As he spoke, the six figures swayed slightly, and then turned into spiritual thoughts that entered the ancient bronze mirror.
The degree of differentiation of spiritual thoughts is closely related to the illusion derived from the ancient mirror. As for the size, difficulty, etc. of the illusion, it is directly proportional to the information submitted by the spiritual planter first.
"Huh? What's going on in this illusion? It actually sucked so much of my spiritual energy!"
The suction coming from one of the ancient bronze mirrors was obviously several levels stronger than the one next to it, pulling many spiritual thoughts into it.