"Although I often open unknown rewards in the light group, they are all for free. I open blind boxes for free, which is not considered gambling."
Lu Xuan commented on himself.
"There is also Fat Bird. At a young age, he has been thinking about playing with fresh meat and wind falcons all day long. Instead of doing his job, I rely on my spiritual fruit wealth to overwhelm Bird with my fatness."
"As for the remaining spiritual beasts, the two-headed armadillo is buried directly in the mountain and occasionally comes out to steal the spiritual soil. The Lihuo Jiao and the green-horned dragon carp are a pair of bullies and bullies. Only the rock-armored turtle,
It looks pretty normal.”
Lu Xuan thought in his mind, and his spiritual consciousness swept across the small lake, and at a glance he saw a rock-shelled turtle covered in a thick layer of gray and black rocks, rolling around in a mud puddle outside the small lake, looking careless.
What the lungs look like.
"Compared with other spiritual beasts, being playful is no longer a problem."
He sighed in his heart.
After a period of time, he returned to his ordinary farming life, cultivating spiritual plants and raising spiritual beasts every day. In his spare time, he refined elixirs and practiced various exercises. His life was simple and fulfilling.
During this period, the Tibetan Yuan grass matured one after another. Lu Xuan was not in a hurry to pick it. He had the idea of saving the light ball and harvesting it all at once.
After discovering that ten Tibetan grasses were mature, Lu Xuan went to the spiritual field and picked them one by one.
Ten Tibetan grasses, six of ordinary quality, three of good quality, and one of excellent quality.
"But you can get some extra rewards from the Alchemy Palace."
The corner of Lu Xuan's mouth raised, and he put away the ten Tibetan Yuancao plants, waiting for them all to mature before going to the Dan Palace Guan Wan for business.
"Ten light groups, let's see what we can shoot out."
Lu Xuan looked at the ten white light groups quietly emerging in the spiritual field, eager to try.
His body flew by at an extremely fast speed, touching ten groups of light instantly like a dragonfly touching water.
The light group exploded almost at the same time, and countless tiny light points turned into rivers of light, pouring into Lu Xuan's body one after another.
[Harvest a third-grade Tibetan Yuancao, and obtain a third-grade treasure Nalingcao Bead.]*4
[Harvest a third-grade hidden essence grass and obtain a third-grade foundation-building pill.]*4
[Harvest a third-grade hidden essence grass and obtain a third-grade foundation-building elixir recipe.]*2
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and rewards one after another either appeared in Lu Xuan's hands or poured into his sea of consciousness.
Four Naling Grass Beads, four Foundation-Building Pills, and two Foundation-Building Pill Recipe Experience Packs, the harvest is full.
Needless to say, the value of the Foundation Establishment Pill has always been priceless in the outside world.
The Naling Grass Bead is also of great use to the current Lu Xuan. It can be used to raise grass puppets and can also replenish the consumed Aoki Origin Qi.
As for the foundation-building pill experience pack, let alone it. With two experience packs, plus the five he got previously, and the one he harvested some time ago, Lu Xuan is already at the level of proficiency in refining the foundation-building pill.
Small stage.
The experience of refining the Foundation Establishment Pill hundreds of times was added to his mind out of thin air, and he estimated that he was no weaker than most of the core alchemists of the Alchemy Palace.
"A genius in alchemy, nothing else."
A smile appeared at the corner of Lu Xuan's mouth.
"After harvesting a few pill recipe experience packs from the remaining hidden Yuan grass, it is estimated that we can completely reach the level of Xiaocheng, and the success rate of refining the Foundation Building Pill will not be less than 50%."
He thought secretly.
On this day, when many spiritual plants were being carefully cultivated in the spiritual field, an unexpected guest came to visit the cave.
When he saw the guest for the first time, Lu Xuan couldn't help but have a look of surprise in his eyes.
"Senior Sister Jian Wuxia, why do you have time to come over to me?"
The visitor was a cold woman, wearing many exquisite flying sword accessories. Her hairpin was a slender white jade sword that looked like a swimming dragon. There were two dagger earrings swaying gently under her ears, and there was a vague sound.
The sound of swords.
It was Jian Wuxia, the true disciple of Jian Tang, who had an innate sword body. Lu Xuan had interacted with her when he opened a new blessed land. When he entered the sword pool to fight for the sword, Jian Wuxia was the leader.
"Junior Brother Lu, I passed by here and knew that this was your cave, so I wanted to come over and have a look."
Jian Wuxia's voice was like mountain spring water, cold and clear.
"Senior sister is here at my junior brother's cave. The flowers are shining brightly. Please come in."
Lu Xuan introduced Jian Wuxia into the cave.
Jian Wuxia put his hands behind his back, his eyes as sharp as swords, as if he could see through the simple restrictions like thick fog on the spiritual field.
She took the fruit juice that Lu Xuan handed over and took a sip.
"These spiritual plants in Junior Brother's cave are growing very well."
"Especially those sword grasses. Although I can't see their true form, due to my special physique, I can probably sense their vitality and they are in excellent condition."
Jian Wuxia said softly.
"Senior sister, I'm sorry, I just planted it for fun to kill some time."
Lu Xuan smiled and said casually.
"Junior brother, there is no need to be modest. If you don't have the ability to cultivate sword grass, the sword hall will not give you those high-grade sword grass to cultivate."
"What senior sister means is..."
Lu Xuan looked confused.
"Junior brother should be aware that Jianchi may have given birth to a fifth-grade sword grass spiritual seed in recent months, right?"
"Several alchemy master uncles in the hall are all short of fifth-grade sword grass, so there is a high probability that this fifth-grade sword grass spiritual seed will fall into the foundation-building realm disciples."
"Among them, you and I are the most likely."
Jian Wuxia said lightly.
"I've heard that, but Senior Sister, you are much better than me in terms of cultivation and swordsmanship talent. The only thing I can do well is maybe a few skills in cultivating sword grass, so I probably can't compete with you, Senior Sister."
Lu Xuan said very sincerely.
"That's why I came here this time."
"For some reasons, I have no intention of obtaining the fifth-grade sword grass spiritual seed, so I plan to give the spiritual seed to you, junior brother."
"However, I have a condition."
"Sister, please speak."
Lu Xuan looked slightly stunned, trying his best not to let Jian Wuxia notice the joy in his heart.
"I previously obtained a fifth-grade sword grass spiritual seed by chance, but I never had the time or energy to cultivate it, nor did I have the absolute confidence to cultivate it, so it has been in my hands for many years."
"I will give the fifth-grade sword and grass spiritual seed to you, junior brother. In return, junior brother, you will cultivate the fifth-grade sword and grass spiritual seed for me."
Jian Wuxia pondered for a moment and said softly.
Lu Xuan stood there in shock, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
"In other words, the prerequisite for obtaining the fifth-grade sword grass spiritual seed bred by the sword pool is that I have to cultivate a fifth-grade sword grass for you, senior sister?"
He was so ecstatic that he almost couldn't control his facial expressions.
"Is there such a good thing?"
"Why, are you making things too difficult for me, junior brother? It's really hard to cultivate a fifth-grade sword grass."
Seeing Lu Xuan's appearance, Jian Wuxia thought that he felt that cultivating fifth-grade sword grass was too hard and was a little reluctant.
