You Practice Immortality, I Farm

  Chapter 287 Deterrence

   "This can't be done!"

  The thin old man kept waving his hands to refuse, with a firm attitude.

   "You are just a casual cultivator, your foundation is not stable, and your status in that kind of big sect is estimated to be average. It is better to keep these treasures to improve your own strength."

  As the steward of Baicao Hall, he has come into contact with many monks who sell spiritual plants, so his vision is naturally unusual, and he can see the extraordinary things about Lu Xuan at a glance.

  Whether it is a stone bead, a talisman, or a spiritual fruit, they all exude a strong spiritual power, and they are likely to be third-rank treasures.

   That token is even more precious. For small family monks or casual cultivators, holding this token will give them a chance to change their lives.

   "Mr. He, just accept it! These things are not too precious to me."

   "You should know me. I can fight with you for a long time for a broken spirit. If it is really precious, why would you be willing to give it to you?"

  A smile appeared on Lu Xuan's face.

Explosive Flame Orbs came from the light group reward of Flame Fruit. At that time, ten flame fruit plants were planted, and more than ten Explosive Flame Orbs were grown. The third-grade Purification Talisman has never had a chance to be used, and I still have a few pieces on my body. Not much, but for the old man's current state, it is the most suitable.

  As for the Qingyun Token, every inner disciple has one. Zhang Xiuyuan has already joined other sects, so it is a waste for Lu Xuan to keep it, so he plans to give it to Guanshi He.

  In his eyes, these few things are nothing compared to the kindness of the old man.

When I was still a small casual cultivator on the second floor of Qi training, the spirit fireflies that I cultivated were of average quality and quantity, and were cruelly rejected again and again when sold, and finally bought by the old man at a normal price, and I was able to survive in the market. .

   Later, he introduced himself into the Baicao Hall, provided various spiritual seeds, and made him enter the stage of rapid take-off. When the spiritual plant was sick, he was the one who matched the bridge, found many spiritual planters, and earned a lot of spiritual stones from it.

  It can be said that Guanshi He played a vital role in the early stages of his practice.

"Too."

  The thin old man laughed dumbfoundedly when he recalled how Lu Xuan used to haggle over three or two broken spirits.

   "Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient, and accept it."

  He cupped his hands and solemnly said to Lu Xuan.

   "Okay, Mr. He, then I'm leaving, see you by fate."

   Lu Xuan's eyes flashed a trace of disappointment, and he clasped his fists and said.

   Immediately, under the watchful eyes of the thin old man, he drove the wind falcon and soared into the sky.

  …

   "Fellow Daoist Lu, please stay!"

   Feng Falcon flew less than a hundred miles, and a steady voice came from behind Lu Xuan.

   Turning around, he saw an old man running towards him with a flying sword.

   "He Yunzong, the Baicao Hall in Linyangfang City was built by me. I just found out that Fellow Daoist Lu passed by here today. Why don't you go back to Fangshi and have a drink?"

   "In addition, I have already punished those blind clansmen in Baicao Hall just now. If there is anything wrong, please forgive me, Fellow Daoist Lu."

  The old man has gray hair, but his complexion is extremely rosy, and he is also in the early stage of foundation establishment.

   "It turned out to be Hall Master He, who has admired his name for a long time."

  Lu Xuan glanced at the old man. After establishing a cooperative relationship with Baicaotang, he was naturally very familiar with this well-known alchemy master in Mingfang City, but he didn't meet him until today.

   "I didn't pay attention to that little matter just now, and Hall Master He doesn't have to worry about it."

   "I came here this time because I have a mission for the sect. The reason why I came to Yangfang City is to visit an old friend, and I will never go back to Fangshi."

   Lu Xuan said calmly.

   "I don't know which sect Fellow Daoist Lu is from?"

  The white-haired old man asked curiously.

  The corners of Lu Xuan's mouth curled up, and a black nameplate appeared in his hand.

   On the nameplate, there are countless swords, large and small, floating up and down, as if they would shoot out from the inside at any time.

   "This token...could it be the Heavenly Sword Sect?!"

  He Yunzong looked at the Tianjianzong identity plate in Lu Xuan's hand, and after thinking about it for a moment, he immediately knew its origin, and said in half surprise and half panic.

  After he learned that there was a Foundation Establishment cultivator coming from Baicao Hall, he quickly learned some information about Lu Xuan.

He even knew about Lu Xuan's experience of cooperating with Baicaotang as a spiritual planter. After knowing this, he had the idea of ​​getting to know Lu Xuan, and hurried to Steward He's house, but in vain, he tried his best to get to know Lu Xuan. Stopped at Lu Xuan.

  But Lu Xuan's identity was far beyond his imagination, he was actually a disciple of the famous Heavenly Sword Sect in the cultivation world.

  There is a world of difference between ordinary foundation-building monks and those who come from a large group of foundation-building monks.

  Thinking of this, he suddenly felt two points shorter.

   "It is indeed a fluke to become an inner disciple of Tianjianzong."

   Lu Xuan said truthfully.

   "By the way, fellow daoist He, steward He of your hall is a friend of mine who has forgotten his age. I usually ask fellow daoist to take care of him for a while. In the future, I will come back to visit my old friend from time to time. I hope he will not have any accidents."

  There was a hint of threat in Lu Xuan's tone.

   "That's what it should be. Manager He is also a member of my He family, so he will naturally be regarded as his own, and he will not be bullied or hurt."

  After learning the identity of the disciple of Lu Xuantian Sword Sect, the white-haired old man raised a few levels of importance to him, and hurriedly promised.

   Secretly decided that he must take good care of Guanshi He in every detail, and tried his best to get Lu Xuan from him.

  Although he is one of the several foundation builders in Linyangfang City and has a respected status, there is an undercurrent surging under the surface.

  He doesn't have many years to live, and he can still barely maintain the Baicao Hall, but once he is resigned for decades, it is conceivable that the Baicao Hall will be swallowed up by other forces.

  The appearance of Lu Xuan gave him a glimmer of hope.

"That's good."

  Lu Xuan nodded. Before he left, he repeatedly asked the thin old man to keep the things he gave him safe, even if they were close relatives, he couldn't let him know at will.

  With the protection of treasures and He Yunzong's promise, Guanshi He's personal safety can be said to be guaranteed to the greatest extent.

  He did not return to Linyangfang City with the white-haired old man. After talking for a few words, he said goodbye and left.

  As for the Wang family in charge of Fangshi, although their attitude was a bit strong when they invited him to enter the secret realm, Lu Xuan didn't lose much profit.

  So, he upholds the idea that one thing more is worse than one thing less, and he doesn't take the initiative to contact them. He is already satisfied if he can meet Guan Shi smoothly.

   "It's time to act, it's time to go to the Infinite Sea to complete the garrison mission."

   "I don't know what strange seaweed and sea beast I will see."

  After repaying Guanshi He's past kindness well, Lu Xuan only felt extremely happy in his heart, and passed an idea to Feng Falcon, who was sitting next to him.

  The falcon uttered a clear cry, and turned into a blue light, flying across the mountains.

  (end of this chapter)