The thin old man kept waving his hands to refuse with a firm attitude.
"You are just a casual cultivator, and your foundation is not stable. Your status in such a large sect is probably average. It is better to keep these treasures to improve your strength."
As the manager of Baicao Hall, he came into contact with many monks who sold spiritual plants, so his vision was naturally extraordinary, and he could see at a glance that Lu Xuan's things were extraordinary.
Whether it is a stone bead, a talisman, or a spiritual fruit, they all exude a strong aura of spiritual power, and are likely to be third-grade treasures.
That token is even more precious. For small family monks or casual cultivators, holding this token gives them a chance to change their lives.
"Mr. He, just accept it! These things are not too valuable to me."
"You should understand that I would give you a long time for a broken spirit. If it was really precious, why would I be willing to give it to you?"
A smile appeared on Lu Xuan's face.
The explosive flame beads came from the light group reward of the flame fruit. At that time, ten flame fruits were planted, and more than ten explosive flame beads were opened. There was no chance to use the third-grade pure spirit talisman, and several of them were kept on the body. Although the jade scale fruit was left
Not much, but it is the most suitable for the old man's current condition.
"Too."
"I didn't take that little thing to heart just now, and Hall Master He doesn't need to worry about it either."
In his eyes, these things were nothing compared to the old man's kindness.
A trace of sadness flashed in Lu Xuan's eyes, he cupped his fists and said.
He did not return to Linyangfang City with the white-haired old man. After a few words of conversation, he said goodbye and left.
Lu Xuan glanced at the old man. After establishing a cooperative relationship with Baicaotang, he was naturally very familiar with this well-known alchemy master in the city, but he had never met him until today.
Turning around, he saw an old man running toward him quickly with a flying sword.
After learning the identity of the disciple of Lu Xuantian Sword Sect, the white-haired old man paid several levels more attention to him and hurriedly promised.
Although he is one of the few foundation builders in Linyangfang City and has a respected status, there is an undercurrent surging beneath the surface.
He Yunzong looked at the Tianjian Sect identity plate in Lu Xuan's hand, thought about it for a moment, and immediately knew its origin, and said half in surprise and half in fear.
She secretly decided to take good care of He Guanshi in every detail, and tried her best to get Lu Xuan from him.
"Then I'd rather obey your orders and accept it out of respect."
But Lu Xuan's identity was far beyond his imagination. He was actually a member of the famous Tianjian Sect in the cultivation world.
He doesn't have many years left to live, and he can barely maintain Baicaotang now, but once he dies in a few decades, it is conceivable that Baicaotang will be cannibalized by other forces.
Immediately, under the gaze of the thin old man, he rode the falcon and soared into the sky.
As for the Wang family in charge of Fangshi, although their attitude was somewhat forceful when inviting him into the secret realm, Lu Xuan did not lose much benefit. He even got the Ghost Face Stone Mushroom and the Nourishing Xuan Sword Sheath.
Lu Xuan said truthfully.
There are countless swords of various sizes on the nameplate, floating up and down, as if they will be shot out from within at any time.
"I came here this time because I have a sect mission. The reason why I came to Yangfang City is just to visit an old friend. I will not go back to Fang City again."
The thin old man couldn't help but laugh when he recalled how Lu Xuan had been fussing over three or two broken spirits.
"It turns out to be Hall Master He, whose name I have admired for a long time."
Protected by treasures and He Yunzong's promise, He Guanshi's personal safety can be said to be protected to the greatest extent.
"Okay, Mr. He, I'm leaving then. See you again if we have a chance."
Lu Xuan said calmly.
"I wonder which sect Lu Daoyou is from?"
"It is indeed my luck to become an inner disciple of Tianjian Sect."
Therefore, he adheres to the idea that doing more is worse than doing less. He does not take the initiative to contact them. He is satisfied if he can successfully meet with He Guanshi.
After he learned that there were foundation building monks coming from Baicao Hall, he quickly learned some information about Lu Xuan.
As for the Qingyun Order, every inner disciple has one. Zhang Xiuyuan has already joined other sects. It would be a waste for Lu Xuan to keep it, so he plans to give it to He Guanshi.
The old man has gray hair, but his complexion is extremely rosy, and he is also in the early stage of foundation building.
Later, he introduced himself to the Baicao Hall and provided various spiritual seeds, allowing him to enter the stage of rapid development. When the spiritual plant became diseased, he was the matchmaker and found many spiritual plant masters, from which he earned a large amount of spiritual stones.
It can be said that Guanshi He played a vital role in his early days of practice.
When he was still a small casual cultivator on the second level of Qi training, the Lingying grass he cultivated was of average quality and quantity, so he was cruelly rejected time and time again when he was selling it. Finally, he was bought by the old man at a normal price, and he was able to survive in the market.
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He raised his hands and said solemnly to Lu Xuan.
It can be said that there is a huge difference between ordinary foundation-building monks and foundation-building monks from large sects.
"This token...could it be from the Tianjian Sect?!"
"That's it. It's time to go to the boundless sea to complete the garrison mission."
"My dear, He Yunzong, I built the Baicao Hall in Linyang City with my own hands. I just found out today that Fellow Taoist Lu is passing through this place. Why don't we go back to Fang City and have a good chat?"
The wind falcon flew less than a hundred miles when a steady voice came from behind Lu Xuan.
"That's what it should be. Guanshi He is also a member of my He family. Naturally, I will treat him as my own and will not let him be bullied or harmed in any way."
Lu Xuan's appearance gave him a glimmer of hope.
He even learned about Lu Xuan's experience of cooperating with Baicaotang as a spiritual planter. After knowing this, he had the idea of getting acquainted with Lu Xuan. He quickly rushed to Guanshi He's home, but failed, and tried his best to find a way to get acquainted with Lu Xuan.
Cut to Lu Xuan.
The white-haired old man asked curiously.
There was a hint of threat in Lu Xuan's tone.
"In addition, I have already punished those ignorant tribesmen in Baicao Hall just now. If there is anything wrong with them, please forgive me, Fellow Daoist Lu."
"By the way, Fellow Taoist He and Guitang Guanshi He are my old friends. I usually ask you to take care of me. In the future, I will come back to visit my old friend from time to time. I hope nothing unexpected happens to him."
The corner of Lu Xuan's mouth curled up, and a black nameplate appeared in his hand.
"Friend Lu Dao, please stay!"
Thinking of this, his stature suddenly became two points shorter.
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"That's good."
Lu Xuan nodded. Before leaving, he repeatedly asked the thin old man to keep the things he had given away and not let them know about them at will, even if they were close relatives.
"I wonder what kind of strange seaweed and sea beasts we will see."
After repaying He Guanshi's past kindness, Lu Xuan felt extremely happy in his heart and passed a thought to his subordinate Feng Xuan.
The wind falcon chirped crisply and turned into a ray of green light, flying quickly through the high mountains.
