I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

After Chen Jing left, Jianfeng monks came to visit one after another.

Among them were several spiritual plant masters like Shang Xiuyuan and Guo Shan, as well as powerful inner disciples like Chen Jing, and even Yuanyue Yuanrong, Jin Zaiqian and other Nascent Soul Masters also came here specially. Explaining the importance of the Jianfeng Competition to him, his words were full of expectations for Lu Xuan.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is only two months before the official start of the competition.

"Sword Master, why are you here?"

Lu Xuan had just returned from the old sword dragon's place. He saw two silver-white sword lights that looked like dragons flying in the distance. He was excited in his heart and arrived at the gate of the cave in an instant.

"Come here and tell my nephew about the competition."

Huanzhen Sword Master said in a pleasant manner, completely unable to recognize the posture of the master of the first peak of Dongxuan Sword Sect.

Lu Xuan nodded heavily and respectfully welcomed the True Sword Master into the cave.

"Recently, there should be many Jianfeng monks who have come to bother you, nephew, right?"

Jian Huanzhen asked calmly.

"My uncle and some brothers came to my nephew's cave and told me a lot about the Sword Peak Competition."

Lu Xuan did not dare to hide anything and spoke truthfully.

"Well, I guess so."

"However, my nephew, please don't feel pressured by this. Just treat it with a normal attitude."

"The Thousand Thunder Sword Grass and Xiaodongxuan Sword Gourd you presented earlier have already made a significant contribution to the Huanzhen Sword Peak. In the following competitions, if you use it casually, you can achieve better results than before."

Jian Huanzhen smiled.

"Uncle, don't worry. My nephew will do his best to make as much contribution to Jianfeng as possible."

Lu Xuan immediately expressed his stance.

"Performing well in the Jianfeng Competition will bring no harm to you, my nephew."

"You will gain a higher status as a result, especially among fellow sects who are good at spiritual planting, making talismans, etc."

"In addition, if your ranking rises, you, my nephew, will also benefit a lot from the tilted training resources."

"This time, everyone at Jianfeng is really working hard, and they are all eager to prove Jianfeng's strength in front of all their fellow disciples."

"It also coincides with the significant increase in achievements and the appearance of my nephew, which greatly increases the possibility of turning over."

"mutual encouragement."

The real sword master gave a few words of encouragement, then said goodbye and left.

Two months passed in the blink of an eye, and the Jianfeng Competition officially began.

Lu Xuan followed the monks from Huanzhen Sword Peak and entered the Sword Palace.

In a wide square, three huge arenas with a radius of several hundred feet rose from the ground. There were countless formations on the ground and edges of the arena, which showed that they were extremely solid.

The monks in the nine sword peaks are divided into nine areas, led by each sword master, each with a cold expression and a serious expression, and each area is filled with a chilling atmosphere.

Lu Xuan stood at the forefront of the monks with a solemn expression.

The entire area has the Huanzhen Sword Master as an arrow, and several Nascent Soul Lords stand side by side. Lu Xuan stands with a dozen of the most powerful inner disciples, and it is obvious that he has a high status in the Huanzhen Sword Peak.

Suddenly, the sound of swords resounded through the sky, and a giant sword with a thousand-foot-long sword landed in front of the square with waves of sword roars.

There are countless large characters flying on the giant sword. Among them, the rankings of the major sword peaks are particularly eye-catching, as if they are engraved in the depths of everyone's consciousness.

"First, rush to Xujian Peak!"

"Second, Baigong Sword Peak!"

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"Eighth, Zixiao Sword Peak."

"Ninth, the real sword peak."

The monks at Huanzhen Sword Peak looked at the giant sword not far away, staring at the large flowing characters on it, with fighting spirit burning like a blazing flame deep in their eyes.

"This time, Huazhen Jianfeng will definitely be able to prove himself!"

Similar thoughts emerged from everyone's hearts.

As his thoughts flashed, hundreds of figures flew out from the depths of the Sword Palace, led by a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe, whose aura was as deep as the sea, giving Lu Xuan the feeling of looking up from a high mountain.

"Could it be that he has the power to transform into gods?"

Lu Xuan's heart froze and he did not dare to look directly at the other party.

In addition, among the hundreds of figures, there were no less than thirty Nascent Soul Lords, giving Lu Xuan a clearer understanding of the power of the Dongxuan Sword Sect.

"Welcome all fellow Jianfeng disciples to participate in this competition. The rules are the same as those in previous competitions. I hope all major Jianfeng players can achieve their desired results."

The rich voice of the leading middle-aged monk rang in everyone's hearts. After saying that, his figure disappeared directly into the giant sword, as if monitoring every move of all the Sword Sect monks through the giant sword.

"I will be the host of the next competition. I hope that all my fellow disciples will not use some dirty tricks to avoid embarrassing each other."

An old man with an indifferent expression floated out from the crowd at the back and said coldly.

Several Nascent Soul Lords flew to the top of the ring, each holding an exquisite array disk in their hands.

"These are the judges for the Danjie Disciple Arena Battle."

Lu Xuan sighed in his heart.

He had already handed in his relevant information on spiritual planting, spiritual brewing and talisman making two months ago.

Of course, they will definitely not tell the whole story. The alchemy and weapon refining and formation methods have not been exposed. The spiritual brew and talisman making have been concealed. Not to mention the spiritual plants. There are all seventh-grade spiritual plant cultivation methods, and there are several high-level methods. He buries Ling Zhi's method of condensing seeds deeply in his heart.

But even so, the part he showed can completely surpass other spiritual planters.

Among them, the Lingbian test was scheduled for tomorrow. Lu Xuan did not need to make any other preparations. He simply stayed in the square and watched the fellow disciples from the nine sword peaks compete with each other.

On the three arenas, swordsmanship, magical powers, magic weapons, secret techniques, and talismans were flying all over the sky, and there were various visions.

Lu Xuan, who was watching the battle below, was dazzled.

"As expected of the disciples of the Dongxuan Sword Sect, each of them has gone through countless fights, both open and covert, before they can get on the stage."

Lu Xuan couldn't help but sigh. Among the skills and magical powers he cultivated, the sword and thunder methods were relatively the most powerful. For the rest, he needed to rely on the magic weapon.

After watching the battle for most of the day, Lu Xuan returned to the cave to rest under Yuan Rong's advice.

The next day, the spirit brewing competition officially began.

Lu Xuan came to the place designated by the Sword Palace with a fighting spirit.

In a majestic palace, a large number of spirit brewing materials were placed in the hall.

Many Jindan disciples were patrolling slowly, and three Yuanying Zhenjun were sitting in the center of the hall.

The three were judges of this spirit brewing competition. They belonged to the Sword Palace. They were either proficient in brewing spirit brewing or had extremely rich experience in tasting spirit brewing and had unique vision.

"Nephew Lu Xuan, meet the three uncles."

Lu Xuan bowed respectfully.

"Lu Xuan? Huanzhen Sword Peak's new inner sect disciple in recent years?"

A young man with a somewhat proud look raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.

"It's the junior."

Lu Xuan answered quickly.

"So it's nephew Lu! Seeing you today, you are indeed outstanding and worthy of your reputation."

A gentle female cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul said softly.

"I heard that nephew opened a shop in Jianyuan City, selling several high-level spirit wines, which are popular in the Sword Sect and in short supply."

The female cultivator said softly.

"Indeed, especially the Huanzhen Sword Liquid, even in the Sword Sect, it is almost lost. I didn't expect to have the opportunity to taste it often now."

A refined middle-aged man looked at Lu Xuan with admiration in his eyes.

"It turns out that the Huanzhen Sword Liquid in Jianyuan City is from nephew Lu."

The young Yuanying cultivator adjusted his posture first and looked at Lu Xuan carefully.

"In my opinion, even the two senior brothers are far inferior to Junior Brother Lu in brewing spirit wine."

"Qi admits this, at least I can't brew the Huanzhen Sword Liquid."

The elegant cultivator said with a smile.

"There is no doubt about Junior Brother Lu's spirit brewing skills, but the formalities still need to be followed."

The young man paused and said slowly.

More than a dozen spirit brewers who had come over all bowed their heads, complaining in their hearts:

"Where is the spirit brewing competition? What's the point of going through the motions?"

"Did I go to the wrong place? Is it a spirit brewing master meeting?"

"You don't take our spirit brewers from the eight sword peaks seriously!"

"Although it's true..."

Everyone added secretly in their hearts.