I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

In the main hall.

A shadow shot out quickly from an ancient bronze mirror.

Shang Xiuyuan opened his eyes with a dazed expression, as if he was still immersed in the torture of Elder Yuanying's spiritual thoughts.

"Senior Brother Shang, are you awake?"

Guo Shan on the side asked in a low voice.

"Well, how's it going now?"

Shang Xiuyuan gradually regained his clarity, looked at the less than fifty closed ancient bronze mirrors in front of him, and asked softly.

"Most of the brothers in Jianfeng stayed in the fantasy realm for about the same length of time. But Senior Brother Shang, you stayed for about half a moment longer than last time. It's gratifying."

Guo Shan replied immediately.

The specific performance of everyone in the fantasy realm is not yet clear, but one thing is certain, the longer they stay in the fantasy realm, the easier it is to get high scores.

"Where's Senior Brother Lu?"

"Not back yet."

"really."

Shang Xiuyuan nodded lightly. Lu Xuan's behavior was within his expectation. The key was how long he had to wait before he could come out of the illusion.

After him, ancient bronze mirrors were opened one after another, and other monks from Jianfeng returned to the main hall.

"Zhenjun Wanhe from Qingwei Sword Peak has come out. He won the only one in the last spiritual plant competition. It is estimated that he will go further this time."

"His spiritual cultivation attainments should be among the best in the entire Sword Sect."

"I heard that he is qualified to cultivate the seventh-grade sword grass spiritual seeds bred in Xinjian Lake."

Everyone was talking about it.

True Monarch Wanhe has a childlike face and cradle hair, and his eyes are as clear and pure as a child's. He is looking at an ancient bronze mirror in front of him, thoughtfully.

"Is there another person staying in the illusion? Is he a powerful spiritual planter from Chongxu Sword Peak or Baigong Sword Peak?"

"No, it's my senior brother Lu Xuanlu from Huazhen Jianfeng."

Guo Shan couldn't help but said aloud.

"Lu Xuan? The name seems familiar. Is he an inner disciple who opened a small shop in Jianyuan City some time ago?"

"Yes, it is this person. I remember that there were many spiritual fruits and elixirs in the store, but I didn't expect that he cultivated them himself."

"But his spiritual cultivation attainments are actually more powerful than those of Zhenjun Wanhe?"

Everyone's eyes focused on the single seedling in the ancient mirror, as if they wanted to see clearly what was happening in the illusion through the ancient bronze mirror.

Less than half an hour later, the ancient bronze mirror was still closed.

"Is there some malfunction? It's too abnormal for it to take so long."

The disciples of the Sword Sect gradually became a little restless.

"Junior brother, please be careful. Even if something goes wrong with you, the Taixu Mirror will not malfunction at all."

A young man next to him reminded.

"There is only one possibility why Junior Brother Lu stayed in the illusion for so long."

"In the medicine garden constructed by the illusion, there are many more spiritual plants than in other sects, which leads to problems and the number of spiritual plant species that need to be cultivated increases accordingly."

"That makes sense."

…

Finally, in the expectant gaze of everyone, a figure shot out from the ancient mirror.

Lu Xuan's soul was so powerful that he instantly regained his clarity and looked at his fellow disciples with a somewhat puzzled expression.

"Senior Brother Lu, here!"

Shang Xiuyuan and several Huanzhen Jianfeng disciples raised their hands high and greeted with excitement, wishing that everyone could see that they had a close friendship with Lu Xuan.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of ancient bronze mirrors shattered into countless tiny lenses. The lenses were like dreamy bubbles, turning into dots of green light, and then immediately dissipated.

The figures of six Yuanying elders from the Sword Palace appeared.

Lu Xuan keenly noticed that several divine thoughts swept over him either directly or implicitly.

"I shouldn't have offended any Yuanying elders, right?"

"The medicine garden we built is a little bigger, with more spiritual plant varieties, and the time we can stay in it is a little longer."

"There's nothing else."

He thought secretly in his heart.

"Congratulations to all my fellow disciples for successfully completing the spiritual plant competition."

"Next, I will announce the scores. Anyone with objections can appeal to the Sword Palace."

A gentle woman with picturesque features flew out.

She flicked down, and the shadow of an ancient mirror appeared in the sky above the hall.

There were hundreds of silver lights flying on the shadow, which instantly condensed into lines of large characters.

"Lu Xuan, the real sword peak, on top of the armor."

"True Lord Wanhe, Qingwei Sword Peak, in the armor."

"Ling Zuoming, Chongxu Sword Peak, under the armor."

…

"Above the armor! It's really Jianfeng Lu Xuan!!"

"No wonder I stayed in the illusion for so long!"

"Isn't it true that there are only some reckless men in Jianfeng? When did such a powerful spiritual planter appear?"

The first name on the ancient mirror immediately caused an uproar in the audience.

After seeing Lu Xuan stay in the illusion for so long, although everyone was prepared, they were still quite shocked when the first grade appeared.

"It's actually better than Zhenjun Wanhe!"

"In the spiritual plant competition, it's really difficult to get one!"

In the Sword Sect, due to the existence of the Tianlu Sword Peak, there are many disciples who have obtained first-class ratings.

But Lingzhi was different. Except for Lu Xuan's top grade and Wan He Zhenjun's top grade, there were only five people rated below grade one, and the rest were all grade B or below.

Lu Xuan pulled and pulled, and finally got out from the crowd of enthusiastic classmates.

"Master Nephew Lu, what's going on? Is there another shameless person from Jianfeng trying to poach you?"

When Ye Lingkong, who was guarding outside the hall, saw this, he directly pulled Lu Xuanfei into the sea of ​​clouds and asked.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life and got an armor."

Lu Xuan adjusted his posture.

"Above Armor! Okay! I'll take you to see the Sword Master."

After more than ten breaths, the two appeared at the top of Huanzhen Sword Peak.

"Junior Brother Lu, did you get another A-level?"

Jian Huanzhen's voice immediately reached Lu Xuan's ears, and his words showed full confidence in Lu Xuan.

"Uncle Master is very smart."

Lu Xuan said with a smile.

"Hahaha, do you need to calculate this? This is the fact!!"

Jian Huanzhen laughed, and his laughter caused countless sword beams to surge in the sea of ​​clouds.

"Above Armor for Spiritual Brewing, Middle Armor for Talisman Making, and Above Armor for Spiritual Planting. Junior Brother signed up for three cultivation skills and got three A-level scores!"

"Such performance is almost demonic!"

The more Jian Huanzhen looked at Lu Xuan, the more satisfied he felt.

He was once again glad that he had discovered Lu Xuan at the Ten Thousand Spirits Conference and brought him back to the Sword Sect.

Before coming back, he took the initiative and promised many conditions to introduce Lu Xuan to Huanzhen Sword Peak.

And Lu Xuan's performance at Huanzhen Sword Peak made him more satisfied than ever.

The improved fourth-grade Thousand Thunder Sword Grass and fourth-grade Small Cave Mysterious Sword Gourd were handed in, especially the latter, which can definitely be ranked in the top three among the achievements of the major sword peaks in the past thirty years.

Not to mention the sword talismans drawn for Jianfeng and the spiritual wine brewed in these years, in this Jianfeng competition, he participated in three of the cultivation skills and scored first-class scores in each of them, and was far ahead in both spiritual plants and spiritual wine.

In this way, it can be said that Huanzhen Jianfeng's ranking will move up.

"The only pity is that Junior Brother Lu is not very good at refining equipment, refining pills, and setting up formations. Let's see if there is a chance to dig deeper in the future."

Jian Huanzhen muttered in a low voice.

"I'll wait for the ranking to come out. Lingkong, you accompany Junior Brother Lu well."

The silver-white dragon behind him let out a long roar and turned into a stream of light and disappeared in an instant.