"Buddhist treasure...the demon-subduing prong used to nourish the Buddha Lotus can still be used."
"But the spiritual soil and spiritual energy that contains the power of light need to be collected separately."
"In addition, according to the information, when the ancient Ran Deng grass matures, it also needs the so-called heart lamp Buddha flame to ignite to help the spiritual plant transform?"
Lu Xuan whispered softly.
The conditions for cultivating this seventh-grade ancient lamp-burning grass are extremely complicated, and a lot of thought is probably required.
Fortunately, with the light group reward as motivation, Lu Xuan was very motivated.
"However, under normal cultivation, it will take at least a hundred years before the ancient lamp-burning grass matures. There is no rush to obtain the heart-lamp Buddha flame for the time being."
He thought secretly in his heart.
Then take out the bright spiritual seed and put it into the gluttonous sac to prevent the loss of its vitality.
After collecting the spiritual seeds, he released the ten little tree ladies.
Ten little tree girls came to a strange environment. They were a little uncomfortable at first and huddled together motionless.
"You guys should get familiar with each other."
Lu Xuan gave instructions to the tree ladies who were already fifth-grade complete spirit monsters.
"Yes, Master."
The tree lady flapped her light green wings and led her companions to fly to various places in the spiritual field.
The further inside, the brighter the little tree girl's eyes became.
There are too many high-level spiritual plants in the cave.
There is a plant here and a plant there, making even the little tree lady look a little confused.
The pure spiritual energy of plants and trees emanating from each high-level spiritual plant makes the little tree lady feel like she is in a fairyland, intoxicated by it.
The much larger tree maidens looked at the behavior of their companions, their expressions showed a bit of pride, and they made squeaking sounds from their mouths.
Arriving at the corner of the back mountain where Mixiantao was, feeling the rich aura of vegetation not far ahead, the little tree lady was about to rush in to see what was going on.
Green light flashed, and the six tree ladies blocked them in unison, lest the little tree ladies would enter the pink miasma.
"This is a forbidden area for us."
They didn't know what they thought of, and there was a shy look on their faces, and they conveyed an idea to their companions.
In the pink miasma, several pink and white peach trees were looming, and something thick and long seemed to be sliding underneath.
"This demonic vine is not well-intentioned and wants to seduce little elves like me who are not familiar with the world and enter the fairy peach forest."
Lu Xuan looked at the many vine tentacles that came to the edge of the pink miasma and couldn't help but laugh and curse.
After returning to the cave, he returned to the life of a spiritual planter that he had experienced for decades.
He cultivates spiritual plants and raises spiritual beasts every day, and only in his spare time can he practice the several magical powers and techniques that come from the light group.
March passed in the blink of an eye.
During this period, Lu Xuan did not go to the secret realms of the major star caves to hunt down evil spirits. Instead, he basically stayed in the caves and lived an isolated life as a spiritual planter.
After he deliberately inquired, he learned that more and more monks were dying because they went to hunt evil spirits, and some of them were even people he knew.
Of course, it can only be regarded as an acquaintance. When he learned that the other party unfortunately died in the hands of evil spirits, he felt sorry for him for a few words and then returned to normal.
But I finally received some bad news.
That day, when he was cultivating spiritual plants, an emerald green communication talisman came outside the cave, buzzing and trembling, attracting Lu Xuan's attention.
"The unique communication talisman of Yulin Sanren."
Lu Xuan was overjoyed, his spiritual consciousness led the messenger talisman to his side, and his spiritual power was stimulated.
A slightly tired voice came from inside.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, I am a Sanren in Yulin. Because I have been staying in a secret realm, I only recently discovered your communication talisman. Please forgive me."
"I'm generally doing pretty well. I just suffered a slight injury when I hunted demons last time, which left some sequelae."
"However, Fellow Daoist Wang is so unfortunate. In order to exchange for a favorite fifth-grade treasure as soon as possible, the two of us joined a team that hunted evil spirits and did not take a break for a long time."
"I accidentally encountered several high-level evil spirits and ran away with all my strength. Only me and two other Taoist friends survived."
"Fellow Taoist Wang Suihuai died in the pursuit of evil spirits."
"Fellow Daoist Wang has fallen?"
Lu Xuan's expression was complicated and he had mixed feelings.
He was greatly surprised when he learned this news from the Yulin Sanren's talisman.
He has known Wang Suihuai for many years and has a very good impression of this monk who is proficient in beast control and has a silent personality.
At this moment, when he heard the news, he felt sad and felt lost.
"Why……"
After a long time, it turned into a long sigh.
If you choose to hunt evil spirits in exchange for treasures, whether you are a fellow Taoist king or another fellow Taoist, you will almost face the same ending.
Only a very small number of monks can take advantage of the fire, seize this opportunity, and achieve great success.
Tianxing Cave brought out so many high-level treasures, so naturally they would not be given to countless casual cultivators in vain.
If you want to obtain it, you have to complete the task for which they offer a reward, go through many hardships, face thousands of mysterious and evil monsters, and compete with countless casual cultivators. The difficulty is so great that it is like climbing to the sky.
"Fortunately, as a spiritual planter, I have a unique track."
Lu Xuan chuckled and shook his head, extremely grateful for the existence of the light group.
He put his thoughts away, comforted the Yulin Sanren, and said that he could do his best to help within the scope of his ability.
Fu Lu didn't respond for a long time. I don't know if the Yulin Sanren have retreated to treat their injuries, or if there are other important matters.
Lu Xuan didn't take it seriously and continued to stay in the cave, cultivating spiritual plants.
That day, while he was feeding spirit insects to the trapped spirit cage, he suddenly noticed the power of thunder raging somewhere in the cave.
In the perception of spiritual consciousness, a silvery-white light flew out of the cave, drawing silvery-white zigzag lines.
"Feileizhi is mature."
The corners of Lu Xuan's mouth raised, and he spread out his thunder wings, turning into a silvery white thunder light, following Fei Lei Zhi's trajectory, and grabbed it.
The silver-white Ganoderma lucidum kept struggling, and wisps of lightning disappeared into Lu Xuan's palm.
With his current physical strength, it naturally has no effect on him.
Feileizhi slowly calmed down, and a white light group quietly emerged, flickering slightly in front of Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan held his breath and reached out to gently touch the surface of the light group.
In an instant, the light group shattered silently, turning into tiny points of light all over the sky, and then disappeared into Lu Xuan's body in an instant.
A thought flashed through my mind.
[Harvest a sixth-grade Feileizhi plant, and obtain the mid-level magical power of small movement.]
The thought disappeared, and an ancient book appeared in Lu Xuan's hand.
"Small teleportation technique..."
He looked at the large words scrawled on the cover and gently opened the page. Countless mysterious and obscure lines suddenly came into view.
The lines seem chaotic, but actually contain a hint of space philosophy, as if the two ends can be crossed instantly.
Lu Xuan concentrated on the ancient book and immediately learned the detailed information about it.
[Small teleportation technique, intermediate magical power. After successful practice, you can move instantly within a certain range. The size of the range depends on the monk's spiritual power, spiritual knowledge, and practice progress. After achieving great success, you can master a trace of space power and can ignore the vast majority of people.