"It's just that when the alchemy master uncle was exploring a cave, he encountered an accident and accidentally fell into it, leaving only this fifth-grade Qingxuan deer."
"This Qingxuan Deer has a deep bond with the alchemy master uncle. After the master uncle passed away, he has been staying in the sect to guard the mountain and protect the sect."
"Every once in a while, it will wander around the inner sect, seeming to be calling the soul of the late uncle."
"After guarding the sect for hundreds of years, the Qingxuan Deer is approaching its end and does not have many years left to live."
The middle-aged monk said with some regret.
Hearing this secret, Lu Xuan couldn't help but be a little stunned.
A fifth-level monster is equivalent to a monk in the realm of pill formation. It is a good story to have reached such a realm and still be so loyal and attached to his master who has died many years ago.
"Junior Brother Lu, it's rare to see you out today, why don't you come to my place for a cup of spiritual tea?"
The middle-aged monk said with a smile.
"I don't know what senior needs, Wanbao Tower will do its best to meet them."
"Junior Brother Lu, I know that there is a secret realm that contains many elixirs. Since those elixirs can only grow in a specific environment, they cannot be encountered in other places, so we can only pick them after they are mature."
Lu Xuan took out the Yin Soul Bead and controlled the appearance of the Yin Soul inside the bead.
Among the various arts of cultivation, he had extremely profound attainments in spiritual cultivation, but he was a little too profound, and instead relegated his cultivation to a secondary position.
He sighed while making Lu Xuan spiritual tea.
The old man sighed from the bottom of his heart.
The middle-aged monk heard this and toasted Lu Xuan with a glass of wine.
"I have some experience in cultivating spiritual plants and raising spiritual beasts."
"The grade should not be lower than level three, the higher the better, preferably rare and rare varieties."
The middle-aged monk laughed and introduced Lu Xuan into the house.
"It is said that there is a rare spiritual species of fifth grade."
The monk's name is Jiang Guangling. He is good at alchemy and has the same level of cultivation as Lu Xuan. He has been in the early stage of foundation building for decades. He lives on a mountain peak not far from Lu Xuan, and he has gradually become acquainted with him.
Jianmen Town, Xiaoyuan.
Lu Xuan opened the Thousand Fantasy Clouds and Smoke Formation, passed through the layers of smoke, and came to the middle of the courtyard.
"What senior brother said is absolutely true."
Lu Xuan made up a random reason.
Lu Xuan nodded in response.
As for the fourth-grade strange tree with hundreds of eyes, because Lu Xuan brought a lot of monster eyes last time, on the dry and old tree trunk, there were more than a dozen weird eyes open or half-open, staring at Lu Xuan.
"It's not bad. I can barely get by among my classmates."
Lu Xuan estimated that after all the nutrients in the skeleton of the armored cow were absorbed, the Thorn Bones would discard it as soon as possible, and the bone spurs on the branches of the white bones would take root again in another new skeleton.
Lu Xuan sighed secretly and came to Wanbao Tower.
"I can make alchemy, and Junior Brother Lu is good at spiritual cultivation. The two are closely connected. We should get to know each other well."
"However, there is a mid-stage foundation-building monk in Wanbao Tower who will organize a treasure exchange meeting in the near future, and many foundation-building monks have already participated."
I haven't checked the small courtyard I rented for a long time, and I don't know how the spiritual plants in it are growing now.
"Fellow Taoist has already broken through to the realm of foundation building at a young age, and he comes from a famous family. His future is limitless..."
Lu Xuan took a few more glances, and suddenly felt a slight dizziness in his head. His spiritual power surged, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly returned to clarity.
The third-grade poisonous shuttle tree has taken root and sprouted, and has grown many leaves. The leaves are just like the name of the spiritual plant, and they are shaped like a shuttle filled with poisonous gas.
Lu Xuan learned many secrets of the sect from his mouth, which satisfied his inner desire for prying eyes.
As soon as he entered the spacious and luxurious hall, a beautiful girl came to greet him.
The shape of each ghost is full and solid, which is in sharp contrast to the resentment of the ghosts appearing in the resentment bell.
"To be honest, senior brother, I have a lot of spiritual plants planted in my spiritual field that need to be taken care of. There are also other varieties that my uncle pays special attention to, so I have no time to explore the secret realm and look for opportunities."
The courtyard is very quiet. There is a huge alchemy furnace with two ears and three legs. There are countless mysterious and obscure runes engraved on it.
"What are your requirements for spiritual seeds, Fellow Daoist Lu?"
Lu Xuan deeply agreed and nodded in agreement.
"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Jiang would have such profound attainments in alchemy."
Fine bone spurs penetrate deeply into the skeleton of the beast, forming a strange jungle of thorns.
Hearing this, the old man felt a trace of apology on his face.
"Among them, there are spiritual seeds that meet your requirements, Fellow Daoist Lu."
"Junior brother, would you like to accompany me next time and work together to get the elixir? Maybe junior brother can get those rare elixirs!"
"It's fattened up and ready for slaughter."
When the wine was full, the middle-aged monk invited Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan sighed and controlled the resentment of many ghosts to fly above the ghost-faced stone mushroom, letting the human face composed of strange lines absorb it.
"Oh? What kind of spirit?" Lu Xuan suddenly became very interested.
The two are closely combined and seem to be integrated into one, with the thorn bones greedily absorbing the nutrients from the monster's bones.
"So, I'd better stay in the sect and consolidate my cultivation."
"After all, Wanbao Tower's main target customers are qi-training monks, and it also collects several third-grade spiritual species, but they are all common species, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to meet the needs of Fellow Daoist Lu."
Over such a long period of time, the ghosts and resentments in the yard have been absorbed by the five ghost-faced stone mushrooms.
He led Lu Xuan into an elegant room upstairs, where high-quality spiritual tea and spiritual fruits were constantly presented, making Lu Xuan, a spiritual planter, dizzy for a moment.
Lu Xuan happily agreed and followed Jiang Guangling into his courtyard.
"Furthermore, I have just broken through to the foundation-building realm not long ago, and the amount of spiritual liquid in my body is not large. The time for practicing the new technique is still short. If I encounter any danger, I may bring trouble to my senior brother."
His spiritual consciousness carefully scanned Lu Xuan's body, only to feel that his body was filled with deep and unfathomable depths.
"When practicing various arts, there must be one that you can master to assist your practice."
While they were talking, an old man with a ruddy complexion came down from upstairs and greeted Lu Xuan from afar.
Lu Xuan returned the greeting.
The girl's face suddenly changed slightly, she stood sideways beside Lu Xuan, and said respectfully:
"It's friendly."
The Thorn Bones, which are also of the third grade, have huge armored ox bones and purple clouded leopard bones, so they don't have to worry about eating and drinking.
"I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Lu, I'm afraid this branch of Wanbao Building in Jianmen Town cannot meet Fellow Daoist's requirements."
Lu Xuan smiled and said.
"Fellow Daoist Lu is coming to Wanbao Tower this time. Is there anything I can do to help?"
"I wonder what skills Junior Brother Lu is good at?"
The middle-aged monk just mentioned it casually, but when Lu Xuan didn't agree, he didn't care, and the two continued chatting.
"I have some spiritual plants in my hand, which are of good quality. I want to exchange them for suitable spiritual plants from Guilou. Is it possible?"
Although the two had met several times, they didn't know much about each other. Jiang Guangling asked Lu Xuan out of curiosity.
After chatting for a while, the two had a preliminary understanding of each other, and the rosy-faced old man asked.
"Please take care of me, senior brother."
Lu Xuan swept his eyes across the many rooms in the courtyard and found that most of the houses had an alchemy furnace. Under many alchemy furnaces, the elixir fire was burning quietly, and occasionally he could hear the roaring sound of the alchemy furnace operating at full strength.
After returning to his mountain peak, Lu Xuan rested for a while, took inventory of the magic weapons and treasures on his body, took out his identity plate, passed through the sect-protecting formation, and headed to Jianmen Town.
Lu Xuanqian said.
"This strange tree with hundreds of eyes is really quite evil."
"The fifth-grade Holy Infant Fruit, a spiritual plant with full evil nature in the world of cultivation."