After developing this Sword Black Hedgehog offline, Lu Xuan only had to wait quietly for the other Sword Black Hedgehogs to come to his door.
Every once in a while, he would take out the Xuanxuan Sword Sheath from Xinjian Lake, in the name of maintaining the whole body of the Sword Xuan Hedgehog, so that the scabbard could fully enjoy the feeling of ten thousand swords piercing the core.
The efficiency of the scabbard was greatly improved as a result, and two more mutant Thousand Thunder Sword Grass Spirit Seeds were obtained later.
After he ripened it, there were a total of eight mutated fourth-grade Thousand Thunder Sword Grass plants.
If an ordinary spiritual plant master wants to improve a fourth-grade mutated spiritual plant in a short period of time, he does not know how much time and effort it will take.
And he has the Sword Qi Treasure Dixin Jianhu Villa provided by the Huanzhen Sword Master, the Xuan Yang Sword Sheath that can stimulate the sword grass spiritual seeds, and the special ability to grasp the detailed information of the spiritual seeds at any time, allowing him to improve his spiritual skills.
The efficiency of planting is far superior to other spiritual planters. It is not an exaggeration to say that one person is worth a whole sect.
That day, when he was inspecting the status of many spiritual plants in the spiritual field, suddenly, a gentle voice sounded outside the cave.
"Junior Brother Lu, are you in the cave?"
Lu Xuan's spiritual consciousness swept over and found Mo Yuanfeng standing quietly at the entrance of the cave.
"Senior Brother Mo, have you finished your retreat?"
He greeted him with a smile.
"Well, I spent a lot of time to understand a magical power, but fortunately I gained something."
Mo Yuanfeng and Lu Xuan entered the quiet courtyard together.
"Then you have to celebrate."
Lu Xuan immediately took out a bottle of Huanzhen Sword Liquid and poured a full cup for Mo Yuanfeng.
"I didn't come here this time to tell my junior brother about my retreat experience."
Mo Yuanfeng said softly, his expression a bit heavy.
"Senior brother, please speak."
When Lu Xuan heard this, his expression was solemn.
"Junior brother Wan Zhong Wan failed to break through the Nascent Soul."
"ah?"
Mo Yuanfeng's simple words made Lu Xuan's ears feel like thunder was exploding.
He responded subconsciously, with a look of surprise on his face.
"So...how is Senior Brother Wan's current situation?"
Lu Xuan pondered for a moment and asked slowly.
"When Junior Brother Wan broke through, he failed to survive the inner demon tribulation and his soul was severely damaged. Fortunately, an elder in the middle stage of Nascent Soul protected him and rescued him in time."
"We are currently in the recuperation stage, and it will take at least a year to recover."
Mo Yuanfeng said in a deep voice.
Lu Xuan still had a look of disbelief on his face:
"I really didn't expect that Senior Brother Wan would encounter an accident during the breakthrough."
In his opinion, Wan Zhong was just like the academic masters he had seen in his previous life. He was extremely talented and his cultivation was as simple as drinking water.
The realm that other monks struggled to break through was easily overcome by him.
Unexpectedly, I experienced the taste of failure when I broke through the Nascent Soul.
"Breaking through the Nascent Soul is already as difficult as climbing to the sky. With the Sword Sect's ability, it can only slightly increase the success rate."
"Even if Junior Brother Wan is considered to be one of the best cultivation geniuses in the world, even if the probability of breakthrough is much higher than that of other monks who have perfected the core formation, the possibility is still low."
Mo Yuanfeng said in a low voice.
"Success is based on the bones, and failure is based on the bones. Junior brother's journey has been too smooth, and he has not tempered his mind enough, so he fell at the level of the inner demon calamity."
He sighed softly.
"When Senior Brother Wan's spirit is better restored, I will go over and see him."
Lu Xuan nodded slightly and said.
The two chatted for a while, and then Mo Yuanfeng said goodbye and left.
Lu Xuan felt sad, sitting in the yard, overlooking the infinite subtle sword energy whistling through the sea of clouds below. "For me, Senior Brother Wan's failed breakthrough experience can be regarded as a wake-up call."
"Lack of tempering of will..."
"I stay in the cave all year round cultivating spiritual plants. I rarely go out to explore the secret realm, and I don't use life and death dangers to temper my will and state of mind. I don't know if it will be a big obstacle to breaking through the Nascent Soul."
He recalled the hundred years since he first harvested the light.
Except for rare or unavoidable explorations of secret places, he has never set foot in dangerous situations. It can be said that he takes caution to the highest level.
There are advantages and disadvantages to this. Although you won't encounter any danger, it does lack training in fighting skills and willpower.
"However, not going out to explore, travel, and fight life and death does not mean that you are not determined enough."
"I have stayed in that mortal monument for a long time and experienced countless joys and sorrows. In terms of determination, I will not be weaker than other monks of the same level."
"In addition, from the beginning of my practice to this day, I have always retained my original intention of seeking the Tao. I only want to be a spiritual planter who can cultivate spiritual plants with peace of mind."
A smile appeared at the corner of Lu Xuan's mouth.
"Finally, I also have two seventh-grade treasures that can nourish my consciousness and strengthen my soul, the God-Stealing Jade and the Yellow Beam Jade Pillow."
"After you have warmed up your spiritual consciousness in the God-Stealing Jade, you can try to enter the so-called Huangliang Township."
The more spiritual consciousness he has, the greater his chances of escaping from Huangliang Township. With the guidance of Huangliang Jade Pillow, Lu Xuan has enough confidence to venture into the rumored Huangliang Township.
Soon, one year passed.
During this period, he basically focused on two things, cultivating spiritual plants and preparing for the breakthrough to the Nascent Soul.
Everything is developing step by step.
On this day, he came to the cave where Chongxu Sword Peak Wanzhong was located.
"Senior Brother Zhou?"
Outside the cave, Lu Xuan unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance before he informed Wan Zhong.
It was Zhou Chao who had a brief relationship with Liyang Dao Sect, who also entered the realm of perfecting the alchemy early, but his attitude towards cultivation was different from Wan Zhong's.
Zhou Chao has an indifferent temperament and is unsmiling. He puts all his thoughts on practice, and is a real practice madman.
In addition, Lu Xuan kept a distance from Senior Brother Zhou, so this was the first time the two of them had met each other in the years since they returned to Sword Sect.
"Junior Brother Lu."
Zhou Chao twitched the corner of his mouth and said in a hoarse voice. It could be seen that he seldom communicated with others on weekdays.
After the two of them sent word to go in, Wan Zhong came out quickly.
"Junior Brother Zhou, Junior Brother Lu, why are you here?"
"Come here and have a few cups of spirit brew with Senior Brother Wan, and I happened to meet Senior Brother Zhou."
Lu Xuan shook the wine bottle in his hand and said with a smile.
"Just in time, let's get drunk on Trinity Day and solve a thousand worries!"
Wan Zhong smiled heartily.
There is a small golden clock tied around his waist. There are cracks of different lengths and thicknesses on the surface of the clock body, showing an ancient and mottled look. It is unknown how many years it has been.
During the gentle shaking, a clear and long bell sound occasionally sounded. The sound echoed for a long time and spread into the sea of consciousness, seeming to heal all the confusion and trauma deep in the soul.
"This is a rare treasure lent to me by the Master of the Chongxu Sword. It is of great benefit to monks whose souls have been severely injured. Carrying it with them at all times can warm the soul and heal it as soon as possible."
Wan Zhong saw the two of them glance at the ancient clock on their waists and explained with a smile.
Although his expression was still as free and easy as usual, Lu Xuan caught a faint hint of haze in his brows.
"Why are you two brothers standing at the door? Hurry up and have a few drinks, otherwise my spiritual brew will evaporate."