A shadow shot out quickly from an ancient bronze mirror.
Shang Xiuyuan opened his eyes with a dazed look on his face, as if he was still immersed in the torture of Elder Yuanying's spiritual thoughts.
"Senior Brother Shang, are you awake?"
Guo Shan on the side asked in a low voice.
"Well, how is the situation now?"
Shang Xiuyuan gradually regained his clarity, looked at the less than fifty closed ancient bronze mirrors in front of him, and asked softly.
"Most of the brothers in Jianfeng stayed in the fantasy realm for about the same length of time. But Senior Brother Shang, you stayed about half a moment longer than last time. It's gratifying to congratulate you."
Guo Shan replied immediately.
The specific performance of everyone in the fantasy realm is not yet clear, but one thing is certain, the longer they stay in the fantasy realm, the easier it is to get high scores.
"Where's Senior Brother Lu?"
"Not back yet."
"really."
Shang Xiuyuan nodded lightly. Lu Xuan's behavior was within his expectation. The key was how long he had to wait before he could come out of the illusion.
After him, ancient bronze mirrors were opened one after another, and other monks from Jianfeng returned to the main hall.
"Zhenjun Wanhe from Qingwei Sword Peak has come out. He won the only one in the last spiritual plant competition. It is estimated that he will go further this time."
"His spiritual cultivation attainments should be among the best in the entire Sword Sect."
"I heard that he is qualified to cultivate the seventh-grade sword grass spiritual seeds bred in Xinjian Lake."
Everyone was talking a lot.
Wanhe Zhenjun has cradle hair and a childish face, his eyes are as clear and pure as a child's, looking at an ancient bronze mirror in front of him, thoughtfully.
"There is another person staying in the illusion? Is it the powerful spiritual planter from Chongxu Sword Peak or Baigong Sword Peak?"
"No, it's my senior brother Lu Xuanlu from Huazhen Jianfeng."
Guo Shan couldn't help but said aloud.
"Lu Xuan? Your name seems familiar. Is he an inner disciple who opened a small shop in Jianyuan City some time ago?"
"Yes, it is this person. I remember that there were many spiritual fruits and elixirs in the store, but I didn't expect that he cultivated them himself."
"But his spiritual cultivation attainments are actually more powerful than those of Zhenjun Wanhe?"
Everyone's eyes focused on the single seedling in the ancient mirror, as if they wanted to see clearly everything happening in the illusion through the ancient bronze mirror.
Half an hour later, the ancient bronze mirror was still closed.
"Is there some malfunction? It's too abnormal for it to take so long."
The disciples of the Sword Sect gradually became a little restless.
"Junior brother, please be careful. Even if something goes wrong with you, the Taixu Mirror will not have even the slightest glitch."
A young man next to him reminded.
"There is only one possibility why Junior Brother Lu stayed in the illusion for so long."
"In the medicine garden created by the illusion, there are many more spiritual plants than in other sects, which leads to problems and the number of spiritual plant species that need to be cultivated increases."
"That makes sense."
…
Finally, under the expectant gazes of everyone, a figure shot out from the ancient mirror.
Lu Xuan's soul was so powerful that he instantly regained his clarity and looked at his fellow disciples with a somewhat puzzled expression.
"Senior Brother Lu, here!"
Shang Xiuyuan and several Huanzhen Jianfeng disciples raised their hands high and greeted with excitement, wishing everyone could see that they had a close friendship with Lu Xuan.
Immediately afterwards, hundreds of ancient bronze mirrors shattered into countless tiny lenses. The lenses were like dreamy bubbles, turning into dots of green light, and then immediately dissipated.
The figures of six Yuanying elders from the Sword Palace appeared.
Lu Xuan keenly noticed that several divine thoughts swept over him either directly or implicitly.
"I shouldn't have offended any Yuanying elders, right?"
"The medicine garden we built is a little bigger, with more varieties of spiritual plants, and the time we can stay in it is a little longer."
"There's not much else."
He thought secretly in his heart.
"Congratulations to all my classmates for successfully completing the spiritual plant competition."
"Next, I will announce the score. Anyone who has any objections can appeal to the Sword Palace."
A gentle woman with picturesque features flew out.
She flicked downwards, and the shadow of an ancient mirror appeared in the sky above the hall.
There were hundreds of silver lights flying on the shadow, which instantly condensed into lines of large characters.
"Lu Xuan, Real Sword Peak, top armor."
"True Lord Wanhe, Qingwei Sword Peak, in the middle of armor."
"Ling Zuoming, Chongxu Sword Peak, under the armor."
…
"Above the armor! The real Jianfeng Lu Xuan!!"
"No wonder I stayed in the illusion for so long!"
"Isn't it true that there are only some reckless men in Jianfeng? When did such a powerful spiritual planter appear?"
The first name on the ancient mirror immediately caused an uproar in the audience.
After seeing Lu Xuan stay in the illusion for so long, although everyone was prepared, they were still quite shocked when the first grade appeared.
"It's actually better than Zhenjun Wanhe!"
"In the spiritual plant competition, it's really difficult to get one!"
In the Sword Sect, due to the existence of the Tianlu Sword Peak, there are many disciples who have obtained first-class ratings.
But Lingzhi was different. Except for Lu Xuan's top grade and Wan He Zhenjun's top grade, there were only five people rated below grade one, and the rest were all grade B or below.
After some pulling and pulling, Lu Xuan finally got out from the crowd of enthusiastic fellow disciples.
"Master Nephew Lu, what's going on? Is there another shameless person from Jianfeng trying to poach you?"
Ye Lingkong, who was guarding outside the main hall, saw this and directly pulled Lu Xuanfei into the sea of clouds and asked.
"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life and got an armor."
Lu Xuan adjusted his posture.
"Above! Okay, okay! I'll take you to see the sword master."
After more than ten breaths, the two appeared at the top of Huanzhen Sword Peak.
"Master Nephew Lu, did you get another armor?"
Jian Huanzhen's voice immediately reached Lu Xuan's ears, and he had full confidence in Lu Xuan in his words.
"Uncle Master has a wonderful plan."
Lu Xuan said with a smile.
"Hahaha, does this still matter? This is a fact!!"
Jian Huazhen laughed loudly, and his laughter caused countless sword lights to surge in the sea of clouds.
"On the Spirit Brewing Armor, the Talisman Making Armor, and the Spirit Planting Armor, my nephew signed up for three cultivation skills and got three first-class marks!"
"This kind of performance is almost evil!"
The more Jian Huanzhen looked at Lu Xuan, the more satisfied he became.
He was once again grateful that he had discovered Lu Xuan at the All Souls Conference and brought him back to Sword Sect.
Before coming back, he took advantage of the situation and promised many conditions to introduce Lu Xuan to Huanzhen Sword Peak.
Lu Xuan's performance in entering Huazhen Sword Peak made him extremely satisfied.
The improved fourth-grade Thousand Thunder Sword Grass and fourth-grade Xiaodong Xuanjian Gourd were handed over, especially the latter. Among the achievements achieved by the major sword peaks in the past thirty years, they can definitely be ranked in the top three.
Not to mention the sword talismans I have drawn for Jianfeng over the years and the spiritual brew I have brewed for the moment. In this Jianfeng competition, I participated in three of the training techniques, and each of them received a first-class score. What’s more, in the spiritual plant and
Lingbian is far ahead in two aspects.
As a result, Zhen Jianfeng's ranking has moved up, and it can be said that it is a sure shot.
"The only pity is that Junior Nephew Lu is not very good at refining weapons, elixirs, and forming formations. Let's see if there is a chance to explore more in the future."
Jian really whispered something.
"I'll wait for the rankings to come out. Lingkong, please stay with Junior Nephew Lu."
The silver-white dragon behind him roared loudly and turned into a stream of light and disappeared instantly.