He paid keen attention to the relationship between the mature square-inch wood and the surrounding space, carefully picked it out, and examined it carefully.
The trunk of the spirit tree is translucent, and where the branches and leaves extend, there are tiny space cracks like spider webs that appear and disappear.
When my spiritual sense penetrates it, I can see that there seems to be a strange space inside.
[Fang Cun Wood, a seventh-grade spiritual plant, is a unique treasure of Fang Cun Palace. It contains a certain amount of space power. When mature, the spiritual wood can be refined into a rare mid-level space magic weapon. 】
"Sure enough, the seventh-grade spiritual tree with the power of space, alone, is enough to mature the last space spiritual flower in the Eighth Palace."
Lu Xuan was so happy that he sealed the square inch wood with a ban and put it into the gluttonous insect bag.
The gluttonous insect sac is a low-level space magic weapon. If it is not treated with caution, rashly inserting a square inch of wood may cause drastic changes in the internal space.
Then, with eyes full of expectation, he looked at the white light group quietly emerging under his feet.
The light group flickered slightly, revealing an inexplicable attraction.
Lu Xuan stretched out his hand and gently touched the surface of the light ball. In an instant, the light ball shattered silently, turning into tiny points of light rising into the sky. In an instant, it condensed into a slender river of light and submerged into his body.
At the same time, a thought flashed through my mind.
[Harvest a seventh-grade spiritual plant, a square-inch tree, and obtain an eighth-grade treasure, a square-inch book.]
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and a magical book appeared in front of Lu Xuan.
The books seem to be embedded in the air, condensed by countless translucent threads spreading out of the void. The rich power of space escapes, causing overlapping, tearing and other abnormal signs to appear around it.
Lu Xuan tried to open the page, but the thin page was like an insurmountable chasm. It did not move at all despite the efforts of mana, spiritual consciousness, and physical body.
He focused on the translucent book and immediately learned the detailed information about it.
[Fang Cun Book, an eighth-grade treasure, inherited from Fang Cun Palace, contains rich power of space. After preliminary refining, it can enter the vast world of the book and put everything in it. 】
[After being refined into an intermediate magic weapon, it can be forcibly absorbed into a creature with a lower level of cultivation and sealed in the Fang Cun Book. At the same time, it can also comprehend the space secrets of Fang Cun Palace. 】
"Eighth grade treasure!"
Lu Xuan felt strong joy in his heart.
Although seventh-grade and eighth-grade treasures are both mid-level magic weapons after refining, there is still a big gap between magic weapons of the same level.
"The space-type treasure can replace the fifth-grade gluttonous insect sac."
After being refined into a low-level magic weapon, the gluttonous insect capsule remained on his body for more than a hundred years. Lu Xuan had already established a deep relationship with it.
But this eighth-grade square-inch book is too rare and rare. The internal space alone is far greater than that of a gluttonous worm capsule, not to mention that there are other wonderful uses of space.
"The only thing you need to pay attention to is that you must hide this Fang Cun Book, otherwise Fang Cun Palace will know that I have their inherited treasure in my hand, and I will probably use all the strength of the sect to get it back."
Lu Xuan thought secretly in his heart.
Fang Cun Mu can understand, after all, the origin of the spirit species can be traced, it was Fang Cun Palace who took the initiative to give the pagoda weapon spirit, and then the weapon spirit was given to himself.
But Fang Cun Shu couldn't explain it clearly, so it was necessary to prevent this treasure from being exposed.
"After the initial sacrifice of the Square Cun Book, we will set off for the incomplete cave."
He makes a decision.
Now that I have obtained Fang Cun Mu, a seventh-grade space treasure, the last big stone in my heart fell to the ground, but I am not in a hurry to refine the incomplete cave sky.
March passed in the blink of an eye.
Lu Xuan's mind sank into his Dantian.
The little Yuanying's white, fat little hands are holding up a transparent little book, and her clear and innocent eyes are looking at the first page of the little book with great interest.
When I turned to the second page, I couldn't turn it.
A trace of anger appeared on the face of the little Yuanying. He opened his mouth and spat out a dark green spiritual light on the little book, which instantly turned into a light green flame and wrapped the transparent book inside.
Lu Xuan opened his eyes, his mind moved, and the square inch book suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Finally, I have successfully refined this eighth-grade treasure."
"The next step is to move the various treasures in the gluttonous sac to a new home." The corners of his mouth raised, and the treasures suddenly passed by his eyes like a horse watching a lantern, and disappeared into the square inch book.
"The space it occupies is just the tip of the iceberg. Well, we still need to find more treasures."
After cleaning the gluttonous worm sac, Lu Xuan noticed that there were many kinds of treasures on his body, many of which were sitting in the corner gathering dust and having no use.
Afterwards, we came to Lingtian and inspected the detailed conditions of many spiritual plants.
The remaining six Thunder Abyss Sword Grasses have already taken root and sprouted. They are less than three inches away, and there are thunder lights lingering around them all the time.
The True Qi Xuan Gourd and the Holy Demon Fruit have not changed much compared to a few months ago.
Lu Xuan was very patient and nurtured him carefully as always.
"Junior brother Lu, Zhou Cheng is in the Sword Palace. I have come to discuss something with my junior brother in detail."
Outside the cave, a deep voice sounded.
Lu Xuan glanced over with his spiritual consciousness and saw at a glance a middle-stage Nascent Soul monk wearing a green robe and a steady temperament standing at the entrance of the cave.
"Junior brother has met Senior Brother Zhou, and I feel sorry for him at a distance. I hope you can forgive me."
Lu Xuan's body flashed and he welcomed Zhou Cheng into the cave.
The two came to a quiet courtyard. Lu Xuan thought about it, and the white ape respectfully served the spirit fruit and spirit brew.
Just now, it was looking for the Thunder Dragon, which was fighting with Qing Yuelin. Its eyes were extremely clear at the moment, and it stood behind Lu Xuan with its head bowed.
"Junior brother, this guardian spirit beast is quite well-behaved."
Zhou Cheng said with a smile.
"The disguise is good, but the nature is extremely naughty."
Lu Xuan shook his head and signaled Bai Yuan to retreat.
"Junior Brother Lu, I came here today to discuss something with you."
"Senior brother, I just say it doesn't matter."
"In recent years, the Sword Sect has found many outstanding disciples. There are inner disciples who have just been promoted to pill formation, and there are also talented outer disciples who are foundation building."
"These disciples are the key training targets within the Sword Sect. They are often divided into major sword peaks and are taught and trained by their fellow Yuanying disciples."
"Junior brother has always been a loner and lived in seclusion, but I still have to come over and ask if he intends to accept some disciples?"
Zhou Cheng thought about it and asked slowly.
"Oh? I wonder what the rules and procedures are?"
Lu Xuan asked curiously.
"This is a two-way decision. First, the outstanding disciples choose the disciples of the Nine Great Sword Peak Yuanying monks they want to join, and then the fellow Yuanying disciples decide whether to accept them as disciples based on their own preferences, disciples' talents, strength and many other aspects.
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"Of course, the main choice lies with fellow Yuanying disciples."
"It's up to you, Junior Brother Lu, to decide whether to accept disciples or how many."
Zhou Cheng said with a smile.
"Also, I need to tell you, junior brother, that although junior brother has only been promoted to Yuanying for a few years, his outstanding performance in the Jianfeng Competition has left a deep impression on the disciples in the sect."
"There are many disciples who are interested in becoming your disciple."
He then added.
"Really?"
Lu Xuan smiled slightly.
"It would be a good choice to choose two or three to come in, impart some spiritual plant knowledge, and help with some trivial matters."