I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

Mo Yuanfeng brought Lu Xuan to a majestic palace.

There was a different world inside the palace. Even though there were countless cultivators and creatures from the heavens, it still didn't feel crowded.

"The cultivators of each faction have an independent space, which is not disturbed by other cultivators, nor can it be spied on by others."

"Brother Lu, follow me to see Uncle Huanzhen and Brother Wan."

A pale white talisman appeared between Mo Yuanfeng's fingers. With a flash of spiritual light, a space crack appeared in the air of the palace, and the two flew into it.

After landing, they had arrived at a quiet house.

There were no solid walls on the four sides of the house, but four spiritual walls of varying light and darkness. When the spiritual consciousness passed through, it could only perceive the shadows outside, and everything else was unclear and difficult to distinguish. In this case, naturally, it would not be spied on by others.

"Lu Xuan meets Uncle Master."

Lu Xuan first bowed respectfully to Jian Huanzhen who was sitting in the middle.

Then he greeted Wan Zhong, Zhou Chao and the other three behind him.

"Nephew Lu, please sit down."

Jian Huanzhen smiled.

Lu Xuan casually found a wooden chair and sat down.

"Junior Brother, after this auction is over, you go back and prepare, and go to Dongxuan Sword Sect with us, how about that?"

Jian Huanzhen asked gently.

"Everything is up to Uncle Master to arrange."

Lu Xuan bowed his head and replied.

Since he had chosen to return to the Sword Sect, he naturally had to go there first to deal with related matters, and after officially entering Huanzhen Sword Peak, he could choose his future life on his own.

With Jian Huanzhen's previous promise, he

was still relatively free.

"Okay."

Jian Huanzhen smiled, looking very happy.

"I heard from Junior Brother Ge that Junior Brother is extremely obsessed with spiritual plants and likes to collect all kinds of rare spiritual seeds."

"If there are any good spiritual seeds at the auction later, I will bid for them and give them to Junior Brother."

"This... is too expensive, Junior Brother, I am unworthy of it."

Lu Xuan was shocked when he heard this.

This Sword Sect's Huanzhen Sword Master is too generous.

First he gave me a seventh-grade sword talisman, and now he wants to buy me a high-level spirit seed.

If Lu Xuan hadn't been sure that he was interested in the sword grass and sword gourd he had improved, as well as the two fifth-grade sword talismans, he would have thought there was something else going on.

"Uncle, Junior Brother Lu is indeed an extremely rare logistical genius, but you are too partial to him. This will affect the relationship between us brothers."

Mo Yuanfeng said sourly on the side. Although the three of Wanzhong didn't say a word, they were all envious in their eyes.

"If you can research a new variety of fourth-grade sword grass, the fourth-grade sword gourd that is of great benefit to the disciples of the Sword Sect, can brew a large amount of fifth-grade Huanzhen sword liquid, and present two new fifth-grade sword talismans.

Let alone the seventh-grade spirit seed, even if you want a mid-level magic weapon or magical power, the Sword Sect will find ways to meet your requirements."

Jian Huanzhen chuckled.

"Well, it seems that I can only envy Junior Brother Lu."

Mo Yuanfeng heard this and said helplessly.

However, with his interruption, the envy in the eyes of Wanzhong and the other two disappeared, and they all felt more balanced.

The few of them chatted casually, and Lu Xuan took this opportunity to learn a lot of information about the Sword Sect.

Suddenly, a deafening bell sounded in everyone's ears, and it took a long time to calm down.

"Fellow Taoists, you have been waiting for a long time. The auction will start soon."

The spiritual light in the house surged, and a water curtain appeared in front of everyone.

In the water curtain, an old man with white hair and a childlike face was floating in the air, surrounded by thousands of precious lights, which made every cultivator dazzled and wished to have them all.

"Welcome all fellow Taoists to participate in the last part of the Ten Thousand Spirits Conference. The rules of this auction are very simple..."

The old man's old voice was heard by everyone slowly.

He briefly introduced the prohibited items of the auction, the auction process, and how the property was auctioned...

"The first auction treasure is a wisp of seventh-grade Tushita fire, which is said to come from the legendary Tushita Palace. The starting price is 1.8 million lower-grade spirit stones, and each bid must not be less than 20,000 lower-grade spirit stones."

"The auction begins!"

The old man waved his hand, and a ray of precious light shot out. A wisp of pure white flame that seemed to burn in the heart of every cultivator appeared in his hand.

Before Lu Xuan could observe carefully, different voices rang in his ears.

"Two million!"

"Two million and one hundred thousand!"

...

Finally, the wisp of Tushita fire was successfully auctioned by a Yuanying Zhenjun at a price of 4.3 million.

"The second treasure is..."

Treasures shot out from the river of light beside the old man one after another. Each one was extremely rare and precious, and the grade was not less than the fifth grade. From time to time, a seventh-grade one flowed out, attracting a large number of cultivators to scramble for it.

Unfortunately, the treasures were mainly common magic tools, elixirs, talismans, and spiritual medicines. After waiting for a long time, there was no spiritual seed that Lu Xuan was looking forward to.

"The next one to be auctioned is an extremely rare and special seventh-grade spiritual seed, called the leak-free spiritual wood."

Suddenly, the words of the old man made Lu Xuan excited.

I saw a ray of precious light coming to the old man like lightning, and the spiritual light dissipated, and a magical spiritual seed appeared in the water curtain.

The spiritual seed was transparent, and after concentrating and looking closely, it actually reflected the old man's flesh and blood, and it was clear and perfect.

"The cultivation conditions of the leak-free spiritual wood are extremely special. It needs to be nurtured by the cultivator's mind, blood, and vitality. The mature spiritual wood is naturally connected with the cultivator who cultivates it. After refining it, the cultivator can obtain a leak-free spiritual body, thereby improving his own qualifications and greatly increasing the speed of absorbing and transforming spiritual energy."

"For those monks with ordinary qualifications, the leak-free spirit wood is extremely valuable."

"The starting price is one million low-grade spiritual stones. Each increase in price must not be less than ten thousand. The bidding begins!"

"One million and eighty thousand!"

"One hundred and fifteen thousand!"

…

The rare seventh-grade spiritual species has aroused the interest of many monks, and there are endless shouts of price.

"Master Nephew Lu, I remember that you seem to have a middle-to-high-end salary?"

"That's right, I made my uncle laugh."

Lu Xuan nodded and said, if he did not have treasures such as glazed red phoenix bones to improve himself, his root bone qualifications should be at the lowest level.

"It just so happens that this leak-free spirit tree is useful to you, and my nephew likes to cultivate all kinds of special and rare spiritual plants, so I bought it for you."

Jian Huan said with great arrogance, as if millions of spirit stones were like dust to him.

"Two million one hundred and sixty thousand low-grade spiritual stones."

When the bidding price finally reached 2.06 million, he directly increased the bid by 100,000, as if he was sure to win.

After that, each time he added hundreds of thousands more, until after reaching 2.4 million low-grade spiritual stones, he successfully photographed the spiritual seeds of the leak-free spiritual wood.

"Thank you so much, Master Huanzhen!!"

Lu Xuan's eyes were full of gratitude, and his sense of belonging to Huanzhen Sword Peak, which he had never entered before, suddenly increased countless times.

"I never thought I would get a seventh-grade rare spiritual seed so easily!"

He was filled with emotion and kept the thought of returning the sword to his heart.

Perhaps for him, who is the sword master of the Sword Sect and has the late Nascent Soul cultivation level, this spiritual seed is not a precious treasure, but for Lu Xuan, it is of extraordinary significance.

Including the light group reward obtained after the spiritual wood matures, it can be said to be a priceless treasure.