I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

"According to previous experience, if one breaks through to the realm of pill formation, the second-grade water firefly light group cultivation reward will be greatly reduced, which is in conflict with the massive amount of cultivation required to advance to a new realm."

"Now that we have the third-grade ice firefly that has been successfully mutated, once we break through to the realm of pill formation, the light group cultivation rewards will not be as pitiful as those of the second-grade."

Lu Xuan thought deeply in his heart.

"The next thing to do is to cultivate the mutated spiritual seeds to maturity and experiment with how much cultivation rewards the white light group can bring."

"Besides, I just want to try my best to get more Ice Firefly Spirit Seeds."

He looked at the spiritual seed in his hand and sighed.

The new spiritual species has some changes compared to the previous ones.

The surface of the azure slender spirit species has many snowflake-like light blue patterns. When you hold it in your hand, you can feel a cold breath seeping into the skin.

He carefully collected the ice firefly spiritual seeds and continued to inspect the remaining mutated spiritual seeds.

In the end, a total of five Ice Firefly Spirit Seeds were found, and the remaining spiritual seeds were either reduced to useless seeds in the mutagenesis process, or were used for mutagenesis again by Lu Xuan to see if he could get more Ice Firefly Spirit Seeds.

Although this hope was slim, Lu Xuan was still willing to give it a try in order to obtain more improved spiritual seeds.

On this day, he came to the sword hall and planned to hand over the fourth-grade sword peacock he had grown to the sword hall.

As a disciple of the sword hall, he can apply to the sword hall for the ownership of this sword peacock. However, Lu Xuan already has the fifth-grade light-splitting shadow-escape sword grass. He doesn't want to waste the opportunity on the fourth-grade sword peacock, so he might as well use it Change some sword seals.

There were many fewer disciples entering and exiting the sword hall than usual. Lu Xuan did not see the figure of his old acquaintance Shen Ye, so he found a senior member of the sword hall whom he knew and handed the sword peacock to him.

With the senior brother's satisfied expression, he received five hundred sword seals as a reward for cultivating the sword peacock.

Just as he was about to leave the sword hall, his spiritual consciousness was keenly aware of the discussion between two sword hall disciples not far away.

"Senior Brother Zhou is too miserable. He was so seriously injured. I don't know when he will recover."

"Yeah, I thought it was a great opportunity to get a fifth-grade treasure, but I didn't expect an unexpected accident and I was besieged by demons."

"From this point of view, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse to get that fifth-grade magic weapon."

Senior Brother Zhou, a fifth-grade magic weapon...

Lu Xuan immediately thought of Zhou Qi in Black Star City.

"Two junior brothers, please stay. I just overheard the discussion between the two of them. I wonder if the person the junior brother is talking about is Senior Brother Jiantang Zhou Qizhou?"

Lu Xuan stopped the two of them and asked.

"That's right, it's that Senior Brother Zhou."

A young monk nodded and said.

"Did Senior Brother Zhou encounter any danger? It seems a bit serious."

"Senior Brother Zhou was sent back to the sect by Master Jiedan a few days ago. The situation is not optimistic."

"According to my uncle, he encountered several evil monsters in the Black Demon Abyss. They were good at attacking evil spirits with their souls and were hard to guard against. As a result, Senior Brother Zhou's soul was severely damaged and he fell into a coma most of the time. Occasionally he woke up with a look of loss. The crazy look of sanity.”

"Treasures that heal the soul are rare, not to mention the situation of senior brother. He tried several methods to recover a little."

"The sect has a master who is good at this kind of healing technique. He has seen it. It may take decades to fully wake up, and there is still a lot of risk of alienation during this period."

The two of them said to Lu Xuan, with great sympathy for Zhou Qi in their words.

After spending decades to heal the wounds of the soul, the journey of cultivation has basically come to an end. Even a fifth-grade magic weapon cannot make up for the losses.

"The price is indeed too high."

Lu Xuan echoed.

Although he had previously suspected Zhou Qi and monitored him for a period of time with the Void Nightmare Eye, he finally confirmed that there was nothing abnormal. In addition, Zhou Qi in Black Star City was quite polite to him, so he felt a little regretful when he heard the news.

"I'm good at demons with divine souls. Fortunately, I have a fifth-grade Qingyu Feather Body Protector. If I encounter one, I'm not afraid at all. I can even use the fifth-grade Stinging Divine Cone to counterattack."

"Well, the means are quite rich."

He returned to the cave, thinking about how he should deal with this situation.

"Huh, why are you thinking so much? There is no chance of encountering that kind of monster in the sect, right?"

Thinking of this, Lu Xuan couldn't help but smile and said, anyway, he will stay in the sect and live until the end of time.

The news that Zhou Qi was seriously injured was quickly forgotten by him. He focused entirely on the many spiritual plants in the spiritual field and had no time to care about anything else.

Only when I was out did I hear various news from Liu Su and others.

On this day, he was inspecting many spiritual plants in the spiritual field.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a melodious and deep bell rang in the sect, and the sound spread to all the mountain caves.

There were nine bells in a row, and there was a strong sense of sadness in the sound.

Lu Xuan stood in the ditch of the spiritual field, stunned on the spot, and heard the sect rules he learned when he entered the sect.

The sound of these nine bells means that an important figure in the sect has died.

Sure enough, an old voice sounded in his ears.

"My sect, Master Qingxu, has been building elixirs for more than two hundred years. He fell into the hands of demons in the Black Demonic Abyss. All the disciples mourn in silence."

"Master Jiedan has fallen?"

Lu Xuan was horrified.

He stood there and observed a moment of silence. It took a long time for his mind to regain its clarity.

He had an acquaintance with the fallen Master Qingxu. Ge Pu, the true successor of the sect, once introduced Lu Xuan to him. The Master wanted to understand a magical method.

Seeing that he was good at cultivating spiritual plants and had that incomplete secret realm, he asked him to cultivate the fifth-grade spiritual plant pure glazed tea.

Unexpectedly, he fell into the Black Demon Abyss so quietly.

As far as he knew, Master Qingxu had been in the realm of pill formation for many years. He had a mid-stage cultivation of pill formation, was proficient in pills and talismans, and was very powerful.

"It can cause the death of a real person in the middle stage of pill formation, and the alien monster that invades this world can be so terrifying?"

Lu Xuan had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Master Qingxu asked him to cultivate the fifth-grade pure glazed tea on his behalf. After his death, if there were no close relatives or relatives to come and ask for it from Lu Xuan, it would probably be an advantage to Lu Xuan.

But there was no hint of joy in his heart, and his expression was extremely solemn.

He originally thought that with the protection of the sect and numerous fifth-grade treasures, his safety had been greatly guaranteed, but now it seems that it is not so safe.

The extraterrestrial demons can easily kill a real Lord Jiedan. If they are stronger and more numerous, is it possible to attack the sect and kill the real Lord Nascent Soul?

How should I deal with those powerful demons if I encounter them?

With the treasure in his hand, he may have the strength equivalent to that of a monk in the early stage of pill formation, but in the middle stage of pill formation, all real people died.

He suddenly lost much confidence.

"It doesn't make a living even if you cultivate a field."

Lu Xuan sighed softly.

"Now, we can only see how long the practice community and sect can persist."

"As for myself, I don't want to think too much. If the sky falls, there will be tall people to support me. I can farm with peace of mind and harvest the light group with high-level rewards. This is the right way."