You Practice Immortality, I Farm

Chapter 438 The phantom sound bamboo matures and the mirage sound orb

He currently has quite a few sword techniques that he has mastered.

 "Four Seasons Sword Art", "Wind and Thunder Sword Art", "Starlight Sword Art", "Thousand Owls Sword Art", "Peacock Sword Formation", "Green Lotus Sword Art"...

Among these sword techniques, the "Four Seasons Sword Technique" and "Wind and Thunder Sword Manual" have reached a state of proficiency and perfection due to the absorption of many sword intention experience packages.

As for other sword arts, when cultivating the corresponding sword grass, he needs to continuously make fine adjustments according to the state of the sword grass. With the refined cultivation method, there are many opportunities to practice using the sword arts. Therefore, the level of several sword arts is also quite high. Not vulgar.

 For him, the most difficult part is basically the entry-level stage.

Lu Xuan sighed, returned to the house, took out the dark green jade slip, and put it against his forehead.

From the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness came the sound of swords one after another, and a lotus flower of sword energy composed of countless long green swords quietly appeared, spinning slightly in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, and the sword intention was hesitant.

Soon, the lotus bloomed suddenly, and countless sword energy roared through the sea of ​​Lu Xuan's consciousness, turning into a massive amount of information and integrating into his body.

The dark jade slip on his forehead shattered silently and turned into powder all over the sky.

Lu Xuan stood there, frowning, his powerful spiritual consciousness trying to digest the endless information brought by the jade slips.

 After a long time, he opened his eyes and felt that the sword technique was difficult to reach the sky.

“It’s a pity that I can’t get the “Green Lotus Sword Sutra” experience package from the light group in advance, otherwise I can save an unknown amount of time and energy.”

He studied until midnight, his mind was in chaos, and he fell asleep with his clothes on due to exhaustion.

 The next day, early morning.

 Lu Xuan got up early in the morning and came to the spiritual field.

In the light white mist, all the spiritual plants are looming, full of vitality.

 Lu Xuan came to the spiritual plant area entrusted by Dan Palace to plant.

On the Jade Dew Fruit plant, droplets of pure morning dew condense on the emerald green leaves.

Morning dew is pure and flawless, revealing the scene reflected in the range, rolling slowly on the leaves, and finally blending into the plants.

 “The fireweed has sprouted.”

Not far away, there is an area planted with two hundred water fireweeds.

Light blue buds emerge from the spiritual soil one by one, swaying gently in the cool morning breeze. There is a strong and vigorous vitality in the seemingly fragile body.

Lu Xuan was infected by the vitality of the water fireweed seedlings, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

The spiritual power moved slightly, the clouds above the water fireweed condensed, and wisps of spiritual rain fell down, nourishing the water fireweed seedlings.

After Lingyu's surgery, he used the Mu Sheng Technique to make the seedlings more vigorous and make the water fireweed grow a little faster.

Although he has performed the basic technique of cultivating spiritual plants countless times, he still enjoys it and enjoys it.

 Each spell means that he is one step closer to harvesting the white light group.

Planting brings harvest, not only the spiritual plants themselves, but also the rewards of unknown light groups. How can he not enjoy farming?

“Adventures are impossible. I will never go on adventures in this life, and I’m not very good at cultivation. I can only maintain my cultivation by staying in the sect, growing spiritual plants, and raising spiritual beasts.”

 Lu Xuan thought secretly in his heart.

 After taking good care of all the water fireflies, he continued to patrol the spiritual field and inspected every spiritual plant in the mountain peak.

 “Hey, the Phantom Bamboo is mature.”

 He came to the Phantom Bamboo growing in the pink miasma and found that the translucent progress bar below was completely full.

The bamboo roots protruded from the spiritual soil. On the dense and developed root system, countless slender cracks opened when they sensed Lu Xuan's approach.

Suddenly, countless weird and noisy sounds came into his ears, like countless evil beasts roaring and howling at the same time. The sound turned hundreds of times without knowing when, causing Lu Xuan's blood to get excited and his imagination to go wild.

“They were planted near these magical peaches and they became like this.” Lu Xuan couldn’t laugh or cry. He pulled out the Phantom Bamboo by its roots and concentrated on the green bamboo. Suddenly a thought flashed through his mind.

　　【Huan Yin Bamboo, a fourth-grade spiritual plant, likes to collect and imitate all kinds of strange sounds and sounds, especially the overwhelming sounds and the powerful thunder sounds. 】

  【It can be used to refine the magic weapon inside the bamboo flute, as well as other special magic tools. 】

“The sound of Mi Mi is probably the result of being planted near the Mystic Peach. As for the fierce thunder sound, it should be that the thunder sound of sword energy was stimulated in large quantities during this period, causing it to be engraved in the Fantasy Bamboo and become its instinctive talent.”

Lu Xuan thought secretly in his heart.

He suppressed the idea of ​​trying out the effect of the Phantasmal Sound Bamboo, and his attention was completely attracted by the white light group where the Phantasmal Sound Bamboo was planted.

The light group flickered slightly, seeming to call Lu Xuan to pick it up.

“The fourth-grade spiritual plant is such a rare species, I wonder what rewards can be obtained from the light group.”

Lu Xuan was looking forward to it, and stretched out his hand to gently touch the surface of the light group.

The light group suddenly shattered, and countless tiny light groups rushed towards Lu Xuan, gathering into a vague and strange sound, and blending into Lu Xuan's body.

　　【Harvest a fourth-grade phantom sound bamboo, and obtain a fifth-grade treasure mirage orb. 】

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and a strange bead appeared in Lu Xuan's hand.

The beads are transparent and seem to be nothing when held in your hands. You can feel the impact of countless strange sound waves with your fingers. When you listen carefully, it seems like there is a whisper ringing in your ears, going straight into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Lu Xuan's mind was focused on this strange bead. Thoughts flashed through his mind, and he immediately learned the detailed information about the bead.

　　【Mirage Orb, a fifth-grade treasure, is made from the demonic elixir of the ancient strange beast Mirage. It can be collected, imitated, and stimulates strange sounds in the world. It can be used for attack, bewitchment, healing, and many other purposes. 】

  【After swallowing, it can blend into the monk's throat and become indistinguishable from each other after complete sacrifice. 】

　　【Mirage beast, an ancient strange beast, has hundreds of strange ears all over its body. It likes to hide in places of complete silence and listen to the sounds of the world. 】

“It’s another fifth-grade treasure, and it seems quite special.”

Lu Xuan exclaimed in surprise.

He had just established the foundation when he cultivated the fourth-grade phantom sound bamboo. He cultivated it across grades. In addition, the phantom sound bamboo itself is a unique and rare variety. After it matured, he obtained another fifth-grade treasure from the light group!

 He looked at the transparent soft bead in his hand and swallowed it in one gulp without hesitation.

 There was a sudden movement in the throat, and slight strange sounds of various tones were made involuntarily, as if he was adjusting to adapt.

 After a while, the throat calmed down again.

"Junior brother Lu, how are you doing?" The voice was gentle and cold, just like Shen Ye.

 “Brother Lu!” Baili Jianqing’s voice was clear and loud.

“Senior Brother Lu, I’m here to give you some seeds.”

Dandian Guan Wan’s gentle and gentle voice.

 “Bah!”

Lu Xuan scolded in a low voice, and with a thought, the sword energy and thunder roared past, fierce and domineering, instantly shattering a huge boulder in the distance, turning it into dust all over the sky, and falling in a thick layer on the ground.

  “****”

On a whim, Lu Xuan imitated the melodious sound of the Immortal Peach Forest, and suddenly felt a slippery feeling under his feet.

Looking down, he saw that the demonic vine had crawled to his feet at some point. The gray vine was high and tilted slightly sideways, as if full of doubt.

 (End of this chapter)