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Chapter 910 Planting a magic bag

Hearing this distant but familiar name, Ge Pu couldn't help but feel in a trance, and all the past things emerged in his heart.

"Yunxu Realm...the true inheritance of Tianjian Sect...unknowingly, it has been more than fifty years since I returned to Dongxuan Sword Sect."

"I don't know how those brothers and sisters who were unable to migrate together because of their limited abilities are doing now."

His mood fluctuated.

Under the protection of several Nascent Soul True Lords of the Tianjian Sect, he was the number one true disciple at that time and had just been promoted to the Pill Formation Sect, and was brought back to the Dongxuan Sword Sect.

With his own talent and hard work, he cultivated to the middle stage of pill formation and became a core disciple within the Sword Sect.

Although his status is completely different from when he was in Tianjian Sect, he has long been used to it and only occasionally thinks of his time in Tianjian Sect.

Among them, Lu Xuan's figure often appeared.

He calmed down and said respectfully to the young man:

"Reporting to Senior Brother, Junior Brother, I am indeed from the Eastern Wasteland of Yunxu Territory."

"Back then, the entire Eastern Wasteland was attacked by countless monsters, resulting in countless casualties and even more than one True Lord Nascent Soul died. Out of helplessness, several True Lords in the sect had to escort some core personnel to the Dongxuan Realm and return to the sword.

Zong.”

Ge Pu simply described it.

"I have heard about the invasion of demons."

"Right now, I have another matter for you."

"In the Liyang Realm among the seven realms of Zhongzhou in the Yunxu Domain, there is a Liyang Dao Sect, which is very powerful. A conference of all spirits will be held in a while, and the Sword Sect is also invited."

"The group going to participate in the conference will be led by Huanzhen Sword Master, who will also lead some Sword Sect disciples along with them."

"You have been away from Yunxu Realm for so many years. I wonder if you are interested in going back and taking a look?"

The young man asked gently.

"I would like to go with the sword master, senior brother, etc."

Ge Pu nodded without hesitation and said.

The young man in front of him is named Mo Yuanfeng. He is the true swordsman of the Dongxuan Sword Sect. He has the early stage of Nascent Soul and has unlimited future. His strength is not even lower than that of some elders of the outer sect of the Sword Sect.

As for the Huazhen Sword Master in his mouth, he is a late-stage Nascent Soul monk whose strength is at the forefront of the entire Dongxuan Sword Sect. He is also proficient in a variety of sword-related weird skills and has developed a variety of magical high-level sword talismans.

He has a transcendent status within the Sword Sect.

"Okay, I will inform you about the conference in about a year. Just pay attention to the time."

Mo Yuanfeng nodded and said.

Ge Pu expressed his gratitude and left immediately, his steps becoming more and more relaxed as he walked.

Inside the thousand-foot giant sword, there is a middle-aged swordsman standing quietly inside.

The middle-aged man carries a pair of silver-white swords on his back. The hilts of the swords are shaped like dragon heads. There are two silver-white swords surrounding his body.

Pi Lian is like two silver-white dragons, flying with infinite fierce sword intent and murderous intent.

There is a dark talisman floating in front of him. The talisman is shaped like the tip of a sword, with a dark light flowing on the surface. When you feel it carefully, you can see that there is infinite light black and subtle sword energy flowing inside the talisman.

Countless sword energies gathered together in one place, and the sword intent seemed to be pouring out from the talisman. A faint yin energy lingered, giving people a strange feeling of coldness and sharpness.

"The sword talisman that contains a lot of Yin Qi is still a fifth-grade sword, which is a bit interesting."

The middle-aged man is named Jian Huanzhen, one of the sword masters of the Dongxuan Sword Sect, and is proficient in various sword talismans.

But this was the first time I saw the dark sword talisman in front of me.

The sword talisman was obtained by a friend of his from a secret realm in the Yunxu Realm. He found it novel and sent it to him personally after he came back so that he could study it carefully.

"I don't know if this sword talisman was obtained by chance or if it can be drawn in large quantities."

"If it's the latter, that would be awesome."

He is very interested in the monk behind the drawing of this fifth-grade sword talisman.

After learning that the Liyang Taoist Sect in Zhongzhou, Yunxu Domain, was about to hold a conference of all spirits, he followed the trend and planned to search for traces of such sword talismans.

"Look at it again and see if you can draw it."

The middle-aged man whispered, his mind sinking into the dark sword talisman.

Lu Xuan, who was far away in the Thunder Star Cave in Liyang Realm, naturally didn't know everything that was closely related to him.

After carefully cultivating many spiritual plants in the spiritual field, he decided to go to Feng Yuan Star Cave.

"Some time has not passed. There should be evil spiritual plants in the underworld spiritual field that are fully mature."

Lu Xuan sighed secretly.

He asked the grass puppet to take a good look at the cave, and after making some preparations, he flew to Feng Yuan Star Cave.

After entering the Feng Yuan Star Cave, he covered his aura, hid his figure, and soon entered the fifth level.

When you arrive outside the cave, you can feel the aura of Incarnate Linggu from a distance.

Ling Gu was naturally the same, with the Flesh Spirit God already waiting at the door.

When Big Meatball saw Lu Xuan, he jumped up and down.

"Don't rub blood on my robe."

Lu Xuan stretched out his crystal-clear jade palm to prevent the blood-stained fur of the Flesh Spirit God from touching his robe.

The big meatball didn't care about his behavior at all. He bounced around and just wanted to be intimate with Lu Xuan.

"What about the little Thousand-Armed Devil? Are you under control?"

Lu Xuan asked aloud.

The Flesh Spirit God immediately rolled forward and nodded.

"No problem at all, very honest."

It turned into a bloody light and rushed into the cave, bringing out the Thousand-Handed Demon.

Compared with the last time, there was no obvious change in the Thousand-Hand Demon. The moment he saw Lu Xuan, hundreds of arms suddenly stretched out from behind, trying to attack Lu Xuan.

A sheet of blood swept past, and each arm immediately shriveled up, leaving only the last part that quickly returned to its original position.

"Roar!"

The Thousand-Hand Demon roared, seemingly angry, but in fact there was deep fear in his voice.

"If you don't obey, you'll eat it, right?"

Lu Xuan was extremely satisfied with Big Rouwan's discipline method and entered the cave with a smile.

He passed directly through the many restrictions and came to the spiritual field of the underworld.

"Sure enough, the three soul bug fungi are all fully mature."

Lu Xuan kicked the clinging corpse skin away with his kick, and concentrated on the soul insect fungus.

The translucent progress bars below the three soul bug fungi have been completely filled up.

Lu Xuan picked them out separately and temporarily put them into the gluttonous worm bag. His eyes were immediately attracted by three white light groups.

Reach out and gently touch the nearest one.

The light group 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 Lu Xuan's body.

At the same time, a thought flashed through my mind.

[Harvest a fifth-grade soul insect fungus and obtain a sixth-grade treasure species magic bag.]

The thought disappeared, and an evil cloth bag appeared in front of Lu Xuan.

The cloth bag was black in color and made of unknown leather. It had a strong smell of blood, as if it had been soaked in countless blood for hundreds of years.

Focusing on it, detailed information about the black and red bag suddenly appeared in Lu Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

[The Demon Seed Bag is a sixth-grade treasure. The bag contains pure demonic aura, and demons can be placed in it. It is of great benefit to the growth of demons. 】

(End of chapter)


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