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Chapter 1091: What are you trying to do to get promoted?

Time flies by, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, many spiritual plants in the spiritual field grew well.

After Lu Xuan got the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword Grass Spirit Seed, he immediately went to the Sword Sect's Scripture Collection Pavilion to learn the first half of a high-level ice attribute sword technique.

With the assistance of the Transparent Sword Heart and the Thunderous Sword Gut, as well as his qualifications, his soul has improved a lot, and it didn't take long for him to reach a proficient level.

He only needs to cultivate the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword Grass, and there is no need to practice the more complicated and obscure parts behind it.

After more than two years of cultivation, the Bingpo Hanguang Sword Grass has grown several inches of seedlings.

A small tree stood proudly, with a thick layer of frost condensing on the spiritual soil around it, and countless subtle sword energies swimming rapidly in the frost.

After Lu Xuan inspected all the spiritual plants in the spiritual field, he got up and flew to the Sword Palace.

The Sword Palace was crowded with people. The monks on the nine sword peaks were divided into nine areas. The boundaries were clear and everyone looked solemn.

The Sword Peak Competition is about to begin.

"This is my second time participating in the Jianfeng Competition. I should still be able to achieve excellent results in spiritual planting, spiritual brewing, and talisman making."

Lu Xuan sighed secretly underneath.

This time, he still did not consider competing with the other disciples of the Sword Sect in terms of combat prowess. For nothing else, he simply looked down on almost all the rewards offered by the Sword Sect.

The few two or three items that are eye-catching can only be obtained by being in the top three. This will expose Lu Xuan's true strength, and the gain outweighs the loss.

As for the competition in practicing various arts, the category he signed up for was the same as last time.

Although the level of alchemy and formation techniques has improved a lot over the years, Lu Xuan does not want to be exposed in front of outsiders.

After all, if you only get an average grade, it won't make much difference whether you have it or not. If you want to get a B or even an A grade, you have to put in some real effort.

His level of cultivation skills such as spiritual planting, spiritual brewing, and talisman making are already quite outstanding. If there is another one with the same level, it will be too evil.

As he lowered his head and sighed, a giant sword with a thousand feet appeared in the sky above everyone.

A man named Nascent Soul is floating high in the sky, feeling full of oppression.

Under the announcement of a powerful god-turned-god from the Sword Sect, the Jianfeng Competition was about to begin.

Lu Xuan watched the exciting battles for two consecutive days before heading to the place where his spiritual plants, spiritual brews, etc. were tested.

Compared with last time, Lu Xuan received countless times more attention.

Especially during the spirit plant competition, as soon as he entered the hall, even the Nascent Soul Lords who scored the scores took the initiative to come over and greet him warmly.

As for the other eight major sword peak sects that I have greeted, I don’t know how many there are.

With Lu Xuan as the center, they formed several circles until it was close to the start time of the competition, and then reluctantly left Lu Xuan under the warning of the elder of Sword Palace.

His enthusiasm even made Lu Xuan maliciously speculate whether they came together to affect his state.

During the spirit brewing and talisman making competitions, although there were far fewer Sword Sect disciples surrounding him, Lu Xuan was still the center of attention, and every move he made attracted the attention of his fellow sects.

Soon, rounds of ratings came out quickly.

Lu Xuan did not disappoint his fellow disciples who were paying attention to him. He took the lead in spiritual brewing and received an A rating, the second one was A below, and the third one was already downgraded to B level. It can be said that he is the best among all the mountains.

He didn't give in too much on the spiritual plant, and once again easily got the top grade, surpassing many Nascent Soul Lords from the Eight Great Sword Peaks. In such a big sword sect, there were only two people with him who got the top grade.

As for making talismans, since he was only good at those types of high-level sword talismans, he was very biased. In the end, he still got a mid-level rating. Although he was not as good as the talisman-making geniuses at Tianlu Sword Peak, he was still pretty good.

It is worth mentioning that in the past thirty years, he has held many small exchange meetings on drawing sword talismans in Huanzhen Jianfeng, which has raised the overall level of talisman making in Jianfeng by one level, and thus he has achieved a considerable level.

Satisfactory results.

After the rounds of training skills competition, Lu Xuan came to the nine huge arenas with a radius of several hundred feet to watch the fighting competition that was about to come to an end.

The further you get to the back, the stronger the remaining Sword Sect disciples become, and the fighting skills become more exciting, which is a feast for Lu Xuan's eyes.

"Unfortunately, I'm really not good at fighting."

"If we are facing each other, we can only use those magical treasures to suppress them directly."

He stood underneath and had such a thought in his mind. Deep in the Sword Palace, there was a different cave.

Jian Huanzhen was waiting inside early, holding a cup of Huanzhen Sword Liquid in his hand, tasting it carefully, with a calm and unhurried look on his face, as if he was confident of winning.

"Is it true that fellow Taoists are coming earlier and earlier? Why are you so impatiently waiting for the sword boy to announce his ranking?"

An old man in coarse linen clothes and waving a cattail leaf fan appeared in the cave.

He looks extremely ordinary, but he exudes a sense of returning to his original nature. He is the Chongxu Sword Master with the strongest cultivation among the nine great sword masters, and he is only one step away from breaking through to becoming a god.

"Old Chongxu, I came here earlier because I had nothing to do. Don't think nonsense."

Jian Huaizhen said with a smile, his eyes scanning the entrance from time to time.

"Really, don't hide your little thoughts. Who among us doesn't know?"

A bit of clear light emerged, and then a dark green figure was revealed. The figure swayed slightly and condensed into shape. It was none other than Qingwei Sword Master.

"Haha, Qingwei, so what if you know? Zhen Jianfeng's ranking is no longer as stable as before."

"I have expectations in my heart, so naturally it will come earlier."

Jian Huazhen admitted directly.

"In the last competition, Zhen Jianfeng rose by two places. It was purely an accident. Today, it will naturally fall to its usual position."

A middle-aged monk wearing purple robes and a majestic expression appeared in front of the three people.

"I want to see what changes you, Zixiao, can bring to Zixiao Sword Peak after you have been out fighting in the cave for so long."

Jian Huanzhen sneered. Huanzhen Jianfeng and Zixiao Jianfeng were at the same level and were competitors. Naturally, there was a bit of gunpowder in their words.

After all the nine sword masters arrived, a young child with a small sword in his hair appeared out of thin air.

The young child's face is delicate and cute, but his expression is extremely serious.

"Now, I will announce the rankings of the major sword peaks in this sword peak competition."

The tender voice of a child rang in everyone's ears.

"First place, Chongxu Sword Peak."

The Chongxu Sword Master shook his cattail leaf fan, his expression not wavering at all.

The remaining eight people are like this. Chongxu Jianfeng has already monopolized the first place countless times. The day he fails to win the first place will attract everyone's attention.

"Second place, Baigong Jianfeng."

"Third place..."



"Sixth place, Real Sword Peak."

Everyone was quite surprised when they heard that Huan Zhen Jian Feng had risen by one rank again. They all turned to look at Jian Huan Zhen, who couldn't stop smiling.

"Seventh place, Tianlu Sword Peak."

"Eighth place, Zixiao Sword Peak."

After hearing Jianfeng's name, Zixiao Sword Master's expression remained as usual, showing no signs of joy or anger.

"It's great to congratulate me, I've risen one rank."

The Tianlu Sword Master smiled and congratulated.

"According to me, Zixiao, you personally went to the unknown cave for ten or twenty years, and in the end you rose up a ranking. Why are you trying so hard?"

Jian really chuckled.

(End of chapter)


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