The old sword dragon in front of him seemed to him to be an old monster, so what kind of mysterious existence was the friend it mentioned?
"It's just a monkey that has lived for thousands of years. Don't be nervous."
Old Jianjiao said slowly.
"Thousands of years...just?"
Lu Xuan was secretly speechless.
"That old guy's name is the Vulcan Ape, and he is the guardian spirit beast of the Vulcan Palace. I have known him for many years, and we have had life-and-death friendships. It is rare to see him in ordinary times."
"This time, it happened to be passing by Jianzong, so it stopped by to see me."
Old Jianjiao said in a muffled voice.
"What level of cultivation is Senior Vulcan Ape probably at?"
Lu Xuan asked boldly.
"The eighth-grade monster has been in that realm for nearly two thousand years. It has a terrifying accumulation, and its strength should exceed that of most late-stage Nascent Soul monks."
"This junior wants to entertain that senior, but I'm just worried that I won't be able to satisfy senior Vulcan Ape."
"The old guy will come to stay for a few days. At first, Jian Zong and Jian Huanzhen will entertain him. Later, when I get together with him, you will make the arrangements."
"Old Monkey likes spiritual brewing fruits and the like. I heard that you can brew several high-level spiritual brews and you are a spiritual planter. It shouldn't be a big problem to entertain Old Monkey."
The old sword dragon chuckled lightly, and the two long silver-white beards swung wider.
"Okay, then this junior will take charge of one, and then the senior will be provided with the best quality spiritual fruit and spiritual brew."
When Lu Xuan heard this, he nodded in agreement without hesitation.
Lao Jianjiao gave him the piece of Yunkong Immortal Vine, so naturally he had to satisfy the other party's request.
According to what he said, the so-called Vulcan Ape is a being of the same level as him. If he pleases the other party, he might be able to obtain some chance treasure.
He has four kinds of fifth-grade spiritual brews in his hand, and there are also many fifth-grade spiritual fruits. It is not a big problem to arrange a small banquet for two old monsters.
He asked the Vulcan Ape again about his preferences, then said goodbye to the old sword dragon and returned to the cave.
During this period, he went to the Heart Sword Lake Villa as a gift from the Huanzhen Sword Master, took out the stored Thousand Thunder Sword Grass Spirit Seeds from the Yangxuan Sword Sheath, and looked at them one by one.
After rounds of screening, perhaps the possibility of the remaining sword and grass spiritual seeds mutating was extremely low. Not a single mutated spiritual seed appeared among the more than twenty silver and white spiritual seeds.
Lu Xuan had no choice but to take out the many flying swords that he had inserted into the scabbards during his busy schedule, and once again put the Thousand Thunder Sword Grass Spirit Seeds into the unsatisfied simple scabbard.
"It's cute even though it's small. Let's use it to deal with it first. After I cultivate a few mutant spirit seeds, I'll find you a giant sword to satisfy you."
Lu Xuan drew a big cake for Yangxuan's scabbard. Seeing that the scabbard was trembling slightly with excitement, he nodded and left Xinjian Lake.
Outside the Sword Sect.
Several rays of fiery red light streaked across the sky and arrived ten miles away from the Ten Directions Extermination Sword Formation.
There, there are three Yuan Ying Zhenjun of Sword Sect waiting nearby.
"I've seen Senior Vulcan Ape! Elder Yan! Several fellow Taoists!"
The fiery red figure stopped, and figures of one ape and five people appeared in front of the three Sword Sect Nascent Souls.
The first person was a tall old man with a red face. He could vaguely feel the fiery breath coming out of his breath, and the breath on his body was as deep as the sea. He was Yan Liuquan, the elder of the Fire God Palace, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
Among the other four, there are two early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. The remaining two are relatively young and are just a hair away from the Nascent Soul. They should be rising stars in the Fire God Palace.
In the middle is an ape as tall as a person, with a fiery red body, as if a ball of magical flames are burning quietly, and can burst out with extremely powerful fire spirit breath at any time.
“I haven’t seen you Daoist friend Xu for many years, but he is even more charming.”
"The reason why I came to Jianzong this time is just to let Senior Vulcan Ape meet his old friend, Senior Jianjiao. Everything should be kept simple."
Yan Liuquan said with a smile. "Haha, Elder Yan is too polite. The Sword Sect has prepared a banquet. Let's go to the Vulcan Ape and a few fellow Taoists first."
A middle-aged man with an elegant temperament said with a smile.
The Vulcan Ape standing aside casually put his fingers into his ears and tinkered with them from time to time.
Seeing that the two of them were still politely exchanging polite words, a trace of impatience appeared on their faces.
"Take me quickly to see that old snake and see how long it has until it dies!"
It interrupted loudly.
Everyone was silent for a moment.
Yan Liuquan smiled coquettishly: "Fellow Daoist Xu, please forgive me. Senior Vulcan Ape has always been so willful. In fact, he has a very good relationship with Senior Jianjiao."
"I understand, Elder Yan doesn't need to worry."
The elegant monk smiled back, having already heard about the temperament of this Vulcan Ape.
A group of people entered a majestic palace in the Sword Palace.
Inside the palace, the decoration is extremely luxurious and splendid. All kinds of spiritual fruits and spiritual brews are everywhere. There are more than ten Nascent Soul Lords waiting patiently.
In the middle, Old Jianjiao's body has shrunk countless times, sitting cross-legged in front of a white jade table.
"The old guy hasn't died yet? Then I didn't come here in vain?"
The Vulcan Ape grinned and appeared next to the old sword dragon in an instant.
"I haven't collected the body for you, old monkey, so why are you willing to leave now?"
The old sword dragon carefully tasted a cup of real sword liquid on the table and said lightly.
Yan Liuquan and others then entered the main hall and greeted Old Jianjiao and Jianzong Yuanying Zhenjun one by one.
After being polite, everyone began to enjoy the spiritual fruit and spiritual brew on the table.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, is this the famous True Sword Liquid of Jian Zong? I heard that even within Jian Zong, very few people can brew it now. I didn't expect that today I would get my wish and be lucky enough to taste this high-quality sword liquid."
Fine wine.”
Yan Liuquan took a sip of silver-gray sword liquid and experienced the different feeling it brought to him after the subtle sword light merged into the spiritual liquid, and he couldn't help but praise it.
"If Elder Yan likes it, you can take a few bottles back with you when you leave."
The elegant monk said with a smile.
With Lu Xuan's continuous supply of True Sword Liquid, although this fifth-grade spiritual brew is still precious, it is much less difficult to obtain.
"Okay! Thank you so much, Fellow Daoist Xu."
Yan Liuquan quickly expressed gratitude.
"This is really a pretty good sword liquid. It's powerful enough. It's very effective for gargling your mouth."
The Vulcan Ape and the Old Sword Dragon occupied a place alone, drank a full cup of Huanzhen Sword Liquid in one gulp, and said casually.
"However, you usually eat so mediocrely in Sword Sect? From the looks of it, you probably won't live for many years."
A sneer appeared on its face.
"This is just an ordinary banquet, and it won't be on the stage in the Sword Sect."
"For the sake of getting to know you, an old monkey, I will take you to open a small stove tomorrow, so that you, an old guy from the countryside, can see what big style is."
Being provoked by this sarcastic old friend, the usually peaceful old Jianjiao also became a bit sharp-tongued.
"Then I'll just wait and see. If it doesn't satisfy me, hehe..."
A sinister smile appeared on the Vulcan Ape's face.
"After you die, in a hundred or a thousand years, everyone will be jumping on your grave."